This I admit is my fault. I let Bella sleep with us 2 nights last week because of my own anxiety over her being spayed. Last night I went into the bathroom where she sleeps and told her to go to bed. She looked at it and wouldn't come. I asked my husband put nudge her in and shut the door, she wouldn't come. He picked her up and put her in the bathroom and closed the door. I then put my shirt on the floor for her as she likes to have an article of my clothing to sleep with. SHE WALKED OVER, DID A WEE ON MY TOP, AND WALKED AWAY!
There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.
- Bern Williams