Dirty Little Rotter!

I have rotten naughty dogs.  Somedays I think life would be so much easier if I lived in a condo with no little fur balls.  In particular black and white fur balls that have been up to NO.  GOOD.  Yesterday I settled down to eat breakfast.  When I finished and traversed the 10 ft to the bedroom I saw something offensive.... my favorite pink Ariat baseball cap sitting in the dog bed.  Wet and chewed on.  I believe the offending culprit was Diva.  Who was - pardon the expression - tickled pink.

Last night I had a nasty surprise.  My basement is pretty much empty right now.  I have a big open room that I plan to use for exercise (myself) and play/training (dogs).  There, on the rug the previous owners had left behind, were three little turds.  Trying to bolster my attitude I used some self talk.  Things along the lines of "it's okay, maybe their dog had had an accident here too".  

This morning, after getting dressed and brushing my teeth, I went to do a basement walk through.  I was astonished and right ticked off to discover someone had left behind some MORE little lumps of love.  You can imagine my expression when I turned around to see that Ryder had pee'd on the pillar (only males can get it up that high).  I was ripped!  Calling him, he sees me standing by the steaming puddle of pee and turns tail.  He flat out refused to come near his mess.  The most frustrating part is all the dogs had already been outside in the run for morning business.  Grrrrr.....

The basement will remain out of bounds for all dogs.  The offending rug has been hauled outside.  And Ryder will be on a leash by me at all times he's not locked up.  The kicker??  No mess in the garage today - I was gone from 7:30 - 4:00.  Seriously.