Same thing tonight, after he'd eaten his dinner. For those of you who don't have dogs, they have a gastro-intestinal reflex that causes them to need to poop about 30 min or so after they've eaten. I fed him before I sat down to watch CSI, and thus when I let him out after it was done 40 min later, I knew he needed to go, because I didn't think he'd gone all day, either. But no, same thing; he needed encouraging to get off the port, and even then he kept trying to run outside. I felt like a mean mom, since I kept telling him, "no, you can't go back in there" and yanking on his tie out. I had to keep doing this outside for about 10 minutes before he de-freaked enough, or got the point through his not-that-smart German shepherd head that he needed to leave me some presents or he wasn't going to get back inside.
But ugh, what do you do about that? And now, I need to clip his nails, and he's even more of a fuss budget about that. My cousin said he just flips his lab on his back and does it that way. With the way Wrigley puts up a fight, I may need to flip him on his back and sit on him to get this done.