Tucker spent the first 6 months of his life in our old house. A one story adorable “beach cottage”. We’ve moved up considerably in the world into an old Spanish two-story. Guess what that means. . . STAIRS. Evil, evil, wooden stairs- that tucker REFUSES to go up and down by himself. At first it was adorable– “oh, look at the puppy! he’s such a scardey cat and wont come up the stairs. Lets carry him!”. but now, now it’s just insane. He whines and whimpers if you’re up and he’s down, or he’s up and you’re down. The only way he’ll make the trek up or down the stairs is with a gentle shove. Yes friends, I push the dog down the stairs on a daily basis (which might make me an awful dog-mother).We’ve tried bribing him with treats, leaving him until he comes up on his own, I even got down on my hands and knees and showed him how to do it- but nothing works (except apparently a shove in the right direction). He is perhaps the silliest dog ever, but look at this face– we can’t possibly say no to this face.