Misty and Scout have become fast friends, but I swear Scout has also nominated himself as her mentor. When we are trying to get her to pee outside, Scout will come out and show her what to do. Scout also puts her in her place when she gets too exuberant. Scout and Misty must have chased each other around the house for two hours straight today. I though Scout was going to have a heart attack from all of the exertion. He's not a young dog anymore (he's six). Misty nips at Scouts lips, then they run like mad until Scout bowls her over with his paw. She is darn near potty trained except when I read her signals wrong. I had her in the bedroom with me and she was whining. I thought it was because she wanted to be with Jeffrey, but it was because she had to pee. What the hell, the carpet needed cleaning anyway.
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