My last dog would hold it until we went for a morning walk. Going down an alley, when he was in tall grass, I'd say "Go poo!" and he'd squish the WHOLE thing out inbetween steps. Didn't have to shovel poop 'til he got older. My buddy saw this and thought he could do it on command. Over at his house one day, my dog just happened to drop a BIG bomb...perfectly within the top of a plant-pot in my friend's front yard. <laughs> I guess later that day my buddy was planting new plants and SURPRISE! <lmao> He wouldn't shutup about that for a month. Payback for that time as teens he was drunk, doing a slolem in his truck, with me on the hood, him and another laughing hysterically. Jon