What Gizmo does when we’re #gone:

This formerly perfectly made bed is finally to my liking.

The door is open.  Now what?

     We think we know his routine:  First, open the closed door to our bedroom, jump on the bed and snuffle under all the pillows, re-arranging them to suit his scenic sense.  In the past, after that he would urinate in our closet.  We have left bath towels there (accidentally at first) and he seems to either avoid doing anything anywhere because of that or leave a little squirt on the towel closest to the back of the closet – no moisture gets through to the rug.  Because it  is impossible to close the closet door, Gizmo gets no discipline about that.

      Next, he goes into the kitchen and opens the cupboard door.  Because we no longer store either his food or the Tupperware on the bottom shelf, opening the door appears to be enough for him.

      Having completed his self-appointed chores, he probably goes to sleep, leaving the house in rather good shape.  Is this a victory in the housebreaking of #Gizmo or has he trained us to move everything out of the way that he might dislodge and put towels in our closet?

“Never stand between a dog and the hydrant.
” John Peers