Yup....everyday when I go to work. Wednesday was the first day that I came home and found her out of the playpen. When I opened my bedroom door, she was on the floor next to my bed laying on top of some sweaters. I held my breath and slowly looked around the room, expecting to find a pile o' shiite or see something tore up, but there was nothing. Now I leave the door open and gate off the hallway just outside my room so she can see what's going on in the rest of the joint and she's fine....her legs are crossed when I get home, but that's about it. She still has an accident here or there when I don't pay attention, but hasn't really since she started going to the door to get out.
Evelyn, a modified dog
Viewed the quivering fringe of a special doily
Draped across the piano, with some surprise
In the darkened room
Where the chairs dismayed
And the horrible curtains
Muffled the rain
She could hardly believe her eyes
A curious breeze
A garlic breath
Which sounded like a snore
Somewhere near the Steinway (or even from within)
Had caused the doily fringe to waft & tremble in the gloom
Evelyn, a dog, having undergone
Further modification
Pondered the significance of short-person behavior
In pedal-depressed panchromatic resonance
And other highly ambient domains...
MOJO wasn't really in the mood to play let alone pose for a picture....Myztiq on the other hand................Is always ready to "F" it up old school!
I don't have a problem with it, plus she knows that she cannot sleep there. (Due to the whole dominance thing.)
She only does it to wake me, then out the door for potty.
Maybe i'm being too proud, but I think she actually started doing it because I'd "Shush" her when she'd "yip" to wake me so she wouldn't wake my son.