I have been doing so much better telling Linda I have to go to the pee-pee pad. I've only had one accident since the last blog entry about having to get an embarrassing litter box. Now, she is threating me with Doggie Depends. These diapers that stay on with a diaper holder-upper. This has to be the most degrading thing ever made. If Linda makes me wear this, I am driving myself to the pound. If I do have to be subjected to this fashion disaster, maybe I can get a cute sun dress to cover it. Um... by the way, where is this poor pups tail? And what if I go #2? Does it just stick to my fur? And who changes the diaper when no one is home? No way am I wearing one of these.
