Up 2 and Back 3

Yesterday was not so good housebreaking wise, mostly our fault. We have been slowly introducing them to "people food" by kneading their pup chow into something people-ish. Breakfast has been an egg, lunch is typically a sample of whatever we're having or some leftovers (if not too rich or spicy). Yesterday they got some roast beef that hit them pretty hard and they got the squirts. Poor little Mary got hit the worst. Unfortunately, she cut loose while they were having playtime in my TV room on the carpet. I caught her early and managed to get her outside to finish the job. She didn't have full-blown diarrhea yet, so it cleaned up easily, but it gave me a false sense of security and I let her back in. No, she didn't do it again, but she did piddle on the carpet. Not too long after that, Frances did, too! Okay enough carpet, already. Time for bed. and I purposely went to bed early to settle them down. We had quit using the big room for them to sleep and had switched to using the main bedroom. It has dark curtains and stays pretty dark when the sun comes up. We were hoping they would sleep longer and essentially they do. However, I don't, so when I get up, they get up. But, if I go back to bed, they usually settle back down. Last night was not the way we'd planned though. Mary had given me some warning that things might not be too settled and sure enough, she woke me up by stirring around at about midnight. I grabbed both of them up and took them outside and both had bad diarrhea, and both peed (there's that). We went back to bed and around 3am Mary stirred again. I grabbed both of them again and took them outside. Only Mary did anything. Yep, she still had bad diarrhea. Frances went back inside on her own, so when Mary and I came in, I was expecting the worst. But, all was fine. Frances was patiently waiting in the bedroom. We went back to bed. About an hour later, Mary stirred again. Frances was sound asleep, so I left her there and took Mary outside. Nothing... Not even a pee. She just sat looking around and up at the moon occasionally (it's still a bright Harvest moon). So, we headed back in. I put her down at the back door ramp before I slid the door open. Mary trotted right in and on into the living room. When I caught up with her she then trotted on ahead into the bedroom and reared up on the side of the bed where Frances was impatiently waiting. I put her on the bed, climbed in myself, and none of us woke until nearly 8am. Yeah!

Things were all good this morning. The girls got their usual puppy chow with a soft fried egg kneaded in. They both ate up then came over for a nap under the table (which is just a way to be ready in case we drop something while we eat). Then Mary jumped up and went outside and did her business. Frances followed shortly afterward. Mary came back in. Frances decided to try to come in via the sunroom, but the sunroom door into the kitchen was closed. Then she crapped on the sunroom floor. Up 2 and back 3.