The kid?
No. The freaking dog. Not just the dog, the freaking dog.
She's still in that awful stupid puppy stage. She'd been in Archer's room for her regular dose of toddler torture. I went in and rescued her, and then asked if she needed to go out and potty. She perked her ears up, came running toward me, and stopped halfway--in the carpet--and peed. UUUUUGGGGGHHHH!!!
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