Yesterday Jesse chewed into a 4.5 pound bag of Quaker oats and spread a handful or so on the kitchen floor! I was not concerned about the oats; you cook them in boiling water so no problem with germs. I was not concerned about the mess on the floor because it was due for a good cleaning anyway. My bad for leaving the oats on a lower shelf! I never considered dog-proofing the house.
I was, however, concerned about the behavior and did not want a repeat performance. I called Jesse over, pointed at the bag and said "No, bad dog" a couple of times. I don't think it mattered much what I said as Jesse probably could read my "vibes" well enough to know that I wasn't happy. I put the torn bag on the kitchen counter and went to use the restroom. When I got back to the kitchen, I discovered that Jesse had used the restroom also. He peed on the kitchen floor right next to the oatmeal mess! The door to the patio was wide open just a few feet away.
The psychology question is this: Was this Jesse's way of flipping me off or was he just nervous because I was upset with him for the first time? Any advice on how I should have handled the situation in first place would be greatly appreciated!
Jesse got over it quickly and about an hour later he jumped up on my bed and asked to have his tummy scratched.