The things we remember … Good day to you all. As I write this, it is a gloomy rainy morning. Some people tend to get gloomy and sad on days like this, letting the weather affect their mood.
It affects me too, but in a good way. I love overcast, drizzly days. Now my pups are not fans of any kind of wetness outside.
I force them outside and make them get off the porch to do their business, and they, for the most part, do it. But I can usually guarantee that I will find a little turd on the floor somewhere from one of my little shits.
My dogs can be very sneaky and stealthy when it comes to pooping in the house. It doesn’t happen often, but I can usually tell by the way they are acting that there is a turd somewhere just waiting to be found.