It’s happened twice already.
The first time it happened, I actually chuckled and was more amused than annoyed. What a smart dog, I even said to myself.
I reprimanded him and of course, he looked guilty and knew absolutely why I told him off.
The second time it happened.
I was not amused.
I was irritated – cross even.
Doc had peed in the bathroom again.
Since it is late autumn, the door to the garden is always shut.
I do let him out every now and then and of course, we go out for his daily jaunts around the headland.
But lately he’s been having these little accidents, not every day, but it’s happened twice already.
I ought to be pleased that he seems to understand that peeing in the bathroom is what is done, though of course we do it in the toilet, he does it on the floor.
And him being a dog, pees exactly in the same spot.
Now overtime I hear his little steps up the stairs, I call after him and remind him not to pee in the bathroom. He hasn’t done it since.