Last night, I get home, I let the dogs out. Ally first, no problems there. Then Max. Now Max is just wandering around, seemingly going to the bathroom everywhere. I don’t know for sure, because, you know, who likes to watch? But yeah, after a while it is pretty apparent that he’s going everywhere. Or at least trying. I’m thinking maybe that he just can’t find a spot that makes him happy or something. I finally get him in the house and then see on the counter a note from my mother saying that he’s been acting funny and that hopefully it should be gone by the time I get home. Uh, no.

So I go change, come back and there is fluid all over the floor in the kitchen. Great. Max goes back outside. I leave him out there while I watch a movie. Let him sort things out. Then I go to bed and he’s outside my bedroom panting a lot and whining. After a couple of minutes of that I let him out again. It was late, so he just spent the night outside. Ugh.

So I guess what I’m saying is I really hope he’s gotten all of that out of his system. Because I’m going to be gone for almost 12 hours today. And we all know what that means…