I thought Dharma was doing so good with the whole potty training thing… until I found her poop stash. I watched as she snuck into the living room (the room with white carpet) and slithered behind the couch. It was pretty evident what she was about to do. I yelled and she came out like a flash and ran to the back door. Of course, this is proof she KNEW where she was supposed to do her stinky deed.
When I pulled the couch out to see if any “mistake” happened before I stopped the process, I found a couple other “mistakes” already there. This puppy thing is rough, you guys.
Pretty sure this will be the last share of live outside plants until next year. Dharma thinks they smell nice — but what would she know about smells anyway?
