"What do you mean you kissed Amy?! Like friends or a real kiss!?!"
His silence was the answer I needed.
Dreams are wild and often encouraged by situations. Last night, Josie had an accident on Kev's side of the bed. He came to bed, late, and I woke to "What the....!?" I groggily told him we had two options.
He slept in the guest room, I stayed where I was because I was already half asleep and the peep wasn't on my side of the bed (although I did get up and get one of the dog towels to put on top of the puddle to sop up as much as I could). I had no clue she'd done it. I think she leaked, instead of stood and peeped.
This is an interesting plot twist. I mean I suppose it's not a twist and we knew she'd drink more because of the drugs. And we're smart enough to know that means she'll peep more. But I suppose was is twisty is that she will simply lay there and peep. I think it's a surprising twist to her.
2 comments:
some dawgs look mad-crazy-good in pet diapers.
is it wrong to read the story and be relieved (no pun intended) that it was josie who peeped and not yer hubs?
heeheeee.
b
my old Boxer Kobe had incontinence issues. One thing to watch out for--although probably not as problematic with a female dog--is the cleanliness of the dog itself. Although I was always concerned with the potty puddles all over the house, I tried to make sure Kobe was clean and dry first.
And don't *ever* start an entry like that again! You had me stressin! :P
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