It is just after 11pm as I begin this post. I have just finished shampooing and blow drying Masala. Yeah, I know, it's pretty late to be giving baths. Not really on my agenda for the evening, but that's just one of the joys of having a puppy.
We were on our way home from Charlottesville, about a 3 hour tour. Somewhere around hour 1.5, I noticed a funky odor in the car...a funky odor that smelled suspiciously like dog pee. When I was finally able to pull over, in a sketchy old "market" parking lot, I didn't find any liquid in the crate, but I found a Masala with wet bottom.
I sprayed pet odor remover in the crate, the best I could do at the time, and proceeded along my merry way, praying that it would not happen again.
I'm not sure whether he's just acting out or not feeling well, but he's urinated five times in the hour we've been home - four times outside, once just now on the kitchen floor (fun times). Hopefully he won't keep this up...or else I'll have to take him to the vet :(
In happier news, I found my favorite red hoodie!! I have been searching high and dry for that hoodie all week. I paid a visit to the Mexican restaurant I ate at last weekend and even bought a new, less cute hoodie today to "replace" it. Found it hanging in the bathroom on the towel rack on the inside part of the door - where I'd placed it last time I gave Masala a bath.
So maybe this whole peeing incident was fate's way of letting me find my hoodie? If so, thanks fate, but maybe next time it could be less smelly? Cheers.
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