Howdy mobsters! I planned to hit all the blogs tonight, but I decided to have fun instead and gave my parents a proper scare. What did I do? Nothing, honest. It is what I didn’t do: Pee. I went from 8:30 in the morning to 10:30 at night without a drop coming out, and for some reason, it freaked my parents out.
First, I like going outside. The sun is warm, the grass tickles my feet, and there are some great smells. But, I have no idea what I am doing out there. I am told, “Go Tee pee,” but I can’t build one of those, and “go Potty,” which I thought meant potty mouth, so I swore at them, but apparently, they wanted me to pee. My old house had a doggy door and a little area to pee. I have never peed on a leash before.
I have been going on the pads, but I go when I feel like it, and apparently, 14 hours was too much for my parents to bear, and they kept taking me out or putting me on the pad and begged me to pee. After I had broken them, I peed on the pad. They could see my former mom, and she said it was normal for dogs in new homes to take a long time before they usually pee. Truthfully, I am just asserting my role as the baby boss!