“Come one, you mangy mut. It’s freaking cold out here!” Paul stood bundled in his heaviest jacket in the midnight air. He didn’t think it could get any colder, so of course that’s when his dog decided he needed to do his business.
Since winter came, Jake loved being outside as long as possible. Until he was trained, Paul wanted to take him out on the leash to avoid any issues. So far, there wasn’t a problem. Then he felt something warm on his leg.
Looking down, he saw Jake peeing on him. The look on Jake’s face was “Gotcha!”