Shit happens. Literally.

Nov 27, 2010 10:20

So for the last week, I've been subject to Bo waking me up around 2 in the morning to be let out. Usually, he just wants out for the sake of going out, and it's been really pissing me off because if he doesn't need to go out and do his business, then I don't want to be woken up at the asscrack of dawn for him to mess around outside. It's been throwing off my sleep schedule, and I partially blame Dad for letting him go out to run around off the line. Mom's been telling me, "Just ignore it, close your bedroom door all the way, let him whine it out and go lay down."

So last night, Mom and I were all set to break Bo of this habit. I had my bedroom door shut and I was ignoring his whining, and even Mom told him to "go lay down" when he would start up with the whining.

Bad idea. I guess when his whining for a half hour straight wouldn't get us out of bed, he went to our bathroom and had REALLY BAD DOGGIE DIARRHEA.

....That Dad had to clean up. *LOL* According to Mom, it smelled like Burger King onion rings. Ew.

And now I feel bad that I ignored it, but dammit. That dog's been crying wolf so long that when he actually needed to go out, I ignored it. But you know, it's funny. He knew to go to the human bathroom to "go" when no one would wake up to let him out. I guess he's seen us go in there so often when we need to go (and probably smelled our smells in there) to know to "go" in there. If that isn't smart for a dog, I don't know what is.

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Oh, and happy birthday to therealycats!

puppy love, birthday wishes

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