There I was, upstairs, cleaning up after the Worthless Ones who have decided that they prefer indoor facilities and therefore regard certain parts of the house as their private toilet, when Toby walked in, sniffed at the-- to him--delicious flavor of doggie excrement, lifted his leg and peed on the floor.
TOBY....my boy, my last bastion in the futile fight for canine training, the one who never, ever before would dream of going to the bathroom inside.
There he was, peeing inside, and all because of the Worthless Ones and their unsavory habits.
I am devastated now; all my theories about breeding and training have gone out the window. All it takes is a house full of untrained mutts and even the best of dogs will succumb.
Sad and ever so like humans.