Zebbie is in the dog house.
He peed on the rug in the master bedroom yesterday.
We were all home. We were all available to take him outside. We were all downstairs in the kitchen and family room... all of us... all 4 of us. He did not come down and ask to go out. He did not come down and sit by the door. He did not bark. He just peed.
Believe me, it's not the rug... it's the fact that he peed. The rug is 20 years old. It was probably installed when the house was built. It is horrendous! I hate it. I want to replace it with hardwood flooring. (Unfortunately, the 22 new windows we NEED takes precedence over the flooring I want right now...)
His domain has shrunk considerably. He has access to the kitchen and the family room - that's it!
We sent him outside while we went up to the attic to retrieve the baby gates. When he came in and found that he could not go upstairs, or in the living room, or in the dining room, he hung his head. He should! He should hang his head in shame! He PEED on my rug!!
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