Success

Brad went to bed early last night (8:30p) so I stayed up and read in the living room. I took the dogs out to go potty and put Callie in her room. Until she is potty trained she has to sleep in her easy to clean room. I went back upstairs to read the last few pages of my book. Well, Callie was not happy (and I don't blame her) being confined to a dark room. She was whimpering and whining. I know you are not suppose to give them attention when they carry on like that but my heart just felt for her. She didn't understand and didn't like where she was. She loves to be with people...dogs, afterall, are pack animals. Well, I went downstairs to rescue my little darling. She was so happy and bounced around with joy. We went back upstairs and once again, I began to read the last few pages of my book. She curled up alongside the couch and started to drift off to dreamland. I decided that she was not going back into her room since she was so unhappy in there. And, she did not go potty in the house even once during the day. So, after finishing my book, I put some pillows on the floor and covered myself with my afghan. I slept on the floor next to her because I knew I would sense if she moved and I could watch to make sure she didn't go potty inside. It was a success! She didn't go potty inside and only woke up once (she stood and turned in a circle and laid back down). I didn't get the best sleep of my life but I woke up quite happy! After waking up, Brad came into the living room and said, "Did you sleep on the floor?....Well, it doesn't look like she went to the bathroom anywhere." SUCCESS!