My silly ass puppy (I love him though) must take two shits every morning. It wouldn't matter if the dog was starved, he would have to take two shits. I thought I had the timing down perfectly. He takes one before breakfast and one after.
This morning he took his first shit as usual. I carry him down the steps because he's too little to make it and then we go outside. That's his routine. I think I confused him today by going downstairs but not letting him out (I just carried him down there while I went to get my pants from the dryer. I couldn't leave him unattended upstairs). Apparently he thought it was time for another poop but I didn't make the connection. I didn't let him out that time... just carried him back upstairs with me. My intent was to take him out again right before I left for work.
I turned my head for a second while I was drying my hair and that little ducker had pulled my pants off the bed and took his second shit on them! LOL!
I can't believe how much he has changed in such a short time. He has gotten bigger and longer. His goes to meet his new doctor on Saturday for his second puppy visit... shots and stuff. He is a bundle of energy. He has a strong will and is secure. He has transitioned into the family just wonderfully.
