I Have To Go. Now!

Molly often wakes me up in the middle of the night because she has to go to the bathroom and I wake up pissed as hell, calling her every name in the book (which I later apologize for), but all things considered, it is better than the alternative. The alternative would be her leaving a big stinking pile in my bedroom, usually right under my nose. The other night I had only been asleep for about 45 minutes when she woke me up. I am on some serious sleeping meds and it takes me a few minutes to get it together, but that blast of cold air when I first step out the door usually does the trick. Sometimes Molly goes right out and does her business but there are other times that she wants to smell every blade of grass in the yard. Those are usually the nights I get upset.