The new Boston Terrier is a terrorist. He is the latest addition to a used to be quiet home.
We thought we had him potty trained but with this new batch of ice outside he seems to think it the floor inside has better potty places.
So back to NO NO-ing him and good boying him when he goes outside.
Well my husband was sneaking around with some presents today bringing them up from the basement and placing them under the tree. He was in good spirits playing Santa.
I heard him scream UGGH and oh sh...t and I could tell he had lost his Christmas spirit.
Sure enough the little terrorist had hidden a Christmas Eve tird under the Christmas tree and my husband got to step in it and not realize until he had climbed all the stairs and half the house. Needless to say our entire carpet and rugs all Christmas and bright now had been christened with dog tird.
Out came the mops, rags,paper towels, shampooer's etc and our Christmas Cleaning has begun.
A tird under the tree was pretty close to going outside so it is kinda hard to be mad, but boy does this stuff smell.
Merry Christmas Dog lovers!