Originally Posted by
smartrock
Towels, I mean towels.
Henry doesn't whimper or give much notice if he has to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. He might pant briefly before letting loose but that doesn't always wake me up in time. So, between accidents in the crate, towels to dry them both off after being outside in the rain the past few days, and Henry splashing the water out of the water bowl and then wanting to zoom around on the wet floor, I've got towels, towels, towels every place. For all the wiping I'm doing, you'd think the floor would look cleaner! Maybe it will kill my 15+ year old washing machine and I'll have a legit excuse to get a new one aside from just wanting one.
Ahh, puppyhood!