We have a running tally in our house. Or, rather, we did until Moca outgrew it…How many days without pee or poop in the house. 🙂
There would always be some freak accident (my fault for not paying attention) or a random pee (someone new in the house) etc. so we would sigh and say zero days without an accident. Then it would get up to a week and then 2… I was hoping for a month. But then I received this text. At the bottom. How prophetic of me to send poppy icons prior to the incident eh?
me: Jack, remember how I said to please come downstairs and watch Moca?
Jack: I was busy!
me: Remember I said she had just eaten and would probably need to go out?
Jack: She didn’t even warn me!
me: She had probably already gone before you even came down.
me: Yet I’m the one scooping it up. At least she was kind enough to avoid the rug.
Tomorrow we reset the tally!
Jack: Awww do I have to?
me: Yes hurry up.
Jack: Hold on I have to put my cold gear on…. it’s so cold out.
me: Ok but hurry.
(Moca scratches at the door.)
Jack: Where’s my balaclava?
me: Sheesh just grab a hat.
Jack: Oh there it is! Where are my gloves??
me: I didn’t ask you to climb Mt. Everest, just take her out please. Dinner is almost ready.
(Moca whines at the door.)
Jack: Hold on Moca, just getting my coat…
(Moca grabs the leash from the door knob and starts running around with it.)
Jack: Ok all set!
(He stops and looks at me…)
Jack: Uh oh, now I have to pee.