
Thursday is trash day in our neighborhood. Every Thursday Finn and I have this discussion on our walks. He wants to sniff and pee on the trash cans, and I won't let him.
'Why can't I do that?'
'Because trashcans have to be picked up by their owners and the trash guys, and dog pee on them is disgusting. Polite neighbors do not allow that.'
'But all the OTHER dogs get to pee on the trash cans!'
'I don't care, you are not. If all the other dogs jumped off a cliff, would you jump off too?'
'But...it smells so interesting!'
'No!'
Then we walk to the next yard and have the discussion all over again.
It's like I have another kid, that won't grow up.