Tonight, we were all watching the Olympics when we heard the bell that hangs from the back door jingling. Sure enough, it was Benelli. Frank jumped up and let her outside and she ran out the door. We paused the TV and waited. From the back yard, Frank said, "She went!" We all bounced and clapped on the sofa. Yay Belli!
How is it that a 9-week-old puppy can be so far down the road toward housetraining? Other puppies we've had would not have the physical control or understanding at this age to do what she's doing. We only have to get up once during the night, typically, to let her out.
Un. Freaking. Believable.
9:40 PM - She just did it again. : )
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