But I Really Have To Go

I do have to give Molly credit for one thing and that is the ability to hold it more than any dog I have ever known. She woke me up at 2:30 the other morning trying to indicate that she had to go. As I have grown older I have gotten much less tolerant of being woken up at that time of morning so I am pretty sure she got yelled at and I may have even chased her around the apartment. When I finally did take her out a little after 7 AM, she filled about three of those little poop bags full. Every time we stopped I think she took that as a sign that she had to take a dump. However, she did get it all out of her system.