Yeah, she's peed on the carpet. Yeah, she's even pooped. That's dirty, but forgivable. She's just a little pup. I've even put up with her nipping and biting as we're teaching her what's right and wrong. We've even learned some pretty sweet tricks together. She's tested me, and I've passed with flying colors. But then today happened.
Lyla was in our room with the doggy gate up. I left her in there so she could eat her dinner. She was whining for a while because she wanted to come out, but I ignored it. "She can stay in there while I make dinner", I thought to myself. About 20 minutes later, I realized she was being quiet. Too quiet. I went into my room and saw what she did.