A.J. and I had a nice battle of wills over his dog door. I was sitting at the dining room table eating lunch. A.J. walked over to the door and nudged the blinds, his signal that he wants out. I ignored him, and he banged the blinds harder. I told him “Go use your door.” He banged the blinds even harder. I ignored him.

A.J. came over to me, I petted him for a minute, then he went back to the door.

Bang.

Ignore.

Bang.

I finally got up, but instead of opening the door I walked into the other room. He was right next to me when I pointed at his dog door and said “Use your door.” A.J. stood facing his door. He looked up at me without turning his head, giving me a sideways glance. I turned around and went back to my lunch. A.J. followed me back to the dining room.

Bang.

He finally came over and laid down beside my chair. Two minutes later he got up, walked away, and I heard the flap of his dog door.