Now, she's just over seven weeks old and I certainly don't expect her to be perfectly trained overnight, but we've missed the door and hit the floor on almost every single attempt today.
Including two number twos.
There's something about our torn up entryway that makes Lulu want to use it as a toilet. Todd and I think it's because it kind of resembles those puppy training pads - absorbent squares that are stuck to the floor and give puppies a consistent place to go.
This morning, I saw her sniffing around in the entryway - an indication she may need to go. I jumped up, scrambling for her treats, but it was too late. She was squatting.
I scooped her up and ran her to the front yard to finish.
When we came back in the entryway I noticed a little poop pile on the floor. Then another. Then another...
Uuuuuggggghhhhh.
I got the cleaning supplies and went to work, but the smell still lingered.
A quick investigation revealed poop on the top of one of my cowboy boots and dripped on the sole inside.
They're not called "shit kickers" for nothing.
I read this, then looked at that picture of Lulu right below this post, and felt sorry for her. She's just so excited, she can't hold it in. :)
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