There hasn’t been a puppy in our house for years, but for months we have had to leave a puppy pad out overnight because someone had been using this throw rug as a urinal.

I have suspected our Cocker, Bessie, as she’s getting on in years and the breed is known to have bladder control issues. Frank blames Joe, my dog, because Bessie is the princess and would never soil the floor. I have also accused our cat Ming, who I know has recently freaked out about the litter box (through that whole in the door), probably because he doesn’t like squeezing his fat ass through the kitty door.

But, to my surprise, the pad was dry last night and all day today. As many of you know, this is Sam’s first day away at college. Never has it occurred to me to think Sam was the responsible party. I will let the evidence speak for itself. You be the judge.