I ordered an extra large - in blue flame
This has got to be easier than cleaning up pee from the kitchen floor every couple of days. Hopefully it will make Harley happier. When we come home she slinks around all ashamed. I wonder if it is her doing the pee'ing? Perhaps we also need the girl version, the doggy diaper.
This is all so gross. Why do I like dogs? Chuck spent his walk this morning eating all the cat poop in the neighborhood (we live next door to the crazy cat lady who feeds all the ferals). I really wish he would have just peed.
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