We worked out a plan. I would take Duke out before I went to bed, and Johnathan would take him out when he got home from work. Last night around 2:45, I was semi aware of Johnathan being there and messing with the dog crate. I was fully awake when he started yelling at me to get up and help him. Duke had taken two steps out of his crate when he decided he couldn't hold it any longer. He squatted right there. Frantic, Johnathan did the first thing that came to his mind. He put his hands under that dog and caught every drop Lord bless his heart. I can't stop laughing right now while I am thinking about the scene I woke up to.
I wasn't going to put it on here because I didn't want to embarrass him, but he told the vet about it today so I figure it is okay. Oh I love that man.
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