…when she peed in the middle of the living room this morning? I didn’t catch her in the act, only the unmistakably hued puddle. But it had to have been Darby. Tucker would no sooner pee in the living room than he would catch and eat a baby. Can it be that she simply forgot
to pee on the walk that we had concluded only 5 minutes before? That she forgot
to check the back door for egress? (It was open.) She’s eleven and a half months old and hasn’t had this kind of accident in months.
Surely, the ways of puppies are inscrutable. (Mercifully, the pee was on the wood floor, and not the rug…)