Just as we are making some progress with housebreaking, Harley is leaking from the other end. She is teething something fierce and is drooling and her eyes are watering. I will be glad when those little razor teeth are gone though. In the meantime, I will just keep drying up her face and the occasional puddle. I wish I had stock in paper towels.
“If you are the smartest person in the room, then you are in the wrong room.” — Confucius