Buster stares into the middle distance. A single bird chirps. Buster turns around and faces Jamie directly, making intense eye contact.
Jamie ties the bag. Buster immediately squats again.
NO. WE JUST DID THIS.
Don’t look at me when you do it. That’s weird.
Oh no. No, no. You had the perfect squat. Why did you abort? Pooping Dog Script
Buster emerges, tail high, looking proud. He does a little zoomie.
(whispering to self) This is it. This is the spot. Buster stares into the middle distance
Buster squats. Jamie holds breath. After three seconds—