TGIF It's Friday

Well, we have made it to Friday.  Bertie had a pretty good night last night.  I got up with him at 1230 am and was carrying him down stairs to go outside and noticed I was feeling very warm from the waist down on his side.  My, that boy has some output.  He soaked me from the waist to my knees.  And still went when we finally got outside.  I was really impressed.  Then he slept for 6 glorious hours.  I actually feel human today.  We even took an hour nap on the couch with no mishaps.  He has only had one piddle on the vinyl incident today.  Not bad.  He is showing more interest in the cats.  Poor guy keeps trying to get them to play with him.  They are not interested or impressed.  The cats are eating so much of his food that they don't even come running when I dish up their food.  Dad knows how significant this is.   They have been teaching Bertie some bad habits, like walking on the back of the couch and trying to sleep there.  Its pretty pathetic and sad, he just doesn't have their balance to quite manage it. I have been letting him stay outside on his own more.  I don't want him to learn he can only potty if I am with him.  Right now he is laying out there chewing on a stick he found.  He is very proud of himself because he found it and moved it himself.  It's actually a dried dead weed stalk about 2 and a half feet long, but I don't want to burst his bubble.  He just came and pawed the door to get in.  Wish he would learn to paw it or bark to get out when he needs to.  Wish I knew if he actually went to the potty out there.

Apparently not.  He just piddled on my floor again.  His potty training seems to go out the window after dark.