Guys,

I’m a little embarrassed to tell you about this, but my person says bedwetting is never our fault. So, here goes. I’ve begun wetting my bed.

Actually, it’s not just my bed. I pee in the house! I know you also pee in the house because you use the toilet. I don’t. I pee on the floor.

My person took me to the dog doctor, but she couldn’t figure it out. So, I’ve been living in a cage with a plastic sheet under me. I don’t really mind because the cage is in my person’s office, but I was not too fond of the pee pad she put in there. See what I did to it?

Anyway, the doctor now gave her some pills that might help me to stop peeing in the house. They taste SO NASTY, and I spit them right out but my person said that, if they help, I won’t have to live in a cage. That’ll be fun, anyway.

Love, Clemmy