The dog is a female; I don’t think it was marking anything, I just think it was nervous.
It slept upstairs last night. I don’t know what it destroyed. It pooped on the deck this morning. Why was it on the deck? I have no idea, but I explained to my mother that in light of the couch incident, perhaps dog poop sitting in the middle of the deck where it can be view from the breakfast table was not her best move with her daughter-in-law.
Thank God, my wife had to leave early this morning - at 5 am this morning, I was still hearing about the couch. She actually woke me up at around 4:30 just to tell me again that we’re having this couch professionally cleaned AND we’re buying a new couch and new sheets/blankets/comforter for the guest room. She also will never sit on that couch again, so she will be watching tv on my couch in my office for the foreseeable future.
Right now, the dog is sitting next to me. It has been licking its own ass for the better part of half an hour. I’m checking the Central Hudson outage update site twice a minute. I’m trying to decide which scenario will haunt me less...telling my wife that my mother and the dog will almost certainly need to be here another night or telling my mother that I am driving her to the Residence Inn for my own protection.
I currently have the prisoner leashed to a doorknob. It is licking its ass again.