My sweet, smart, sneaky boy got out the other day when I was leaving for therapy. Man he is fast. If I’m in the house, sitting in my chair, you can open the door up wide, he would never leave. Once he knows I’m going out, it’s a mad dash to get out before him. I am either in a scooter or using my walker there is no such thing as a mad dash for me. I purchased a gate,…
Well now I’ve been trying to train Boomer to go to the bathroom. Boomer is the big one first picture. He’ll pee out here but he hasn’t pooped out here yet. Unfortunately he is over 10 years old and he’s used to being walked so it’s going to take some time. But I’m patient. I got cookies in my pocket and eventually will get there. But today I’m just hanging out hoping for the miracle. I did this for the future…
