The other night Petey was trying to wake John up. He was on John's side of the bed scratching. Or at least I'm guessing that is what was happening. Being unsuccessful at waking John up the typical way he flung himself in to the side of the bed, shaking the whole bed. It is amazing what a little 12 pound dog can do. The jolt woke me right up. BUT, since he was not trying to wake me up, I didn't move. I was glad John had finally rotated to the top of the order and would once again be on nighttime duty.
As a lay there as still and quiet as possible, I heard Petey go in to the bathroom and get a drink. The bathroom floor is tile and he does not try to be quiet with his walking or drinking. After he finished drinking, I heard him clicking around on the tile and then the very distinct sound of water running. Since Petey does not have thumbs, I was pretty sure he hadn't turned the water on, but was peeing in the bathroom floor.
I stayed put a while longer but then the guilt overcame me and I decided to clean up the pee. I had this idea that John would get up in the night and step in it causing a much worse ruckus than me just simply cleaning it up right then. I got the flashlight and crept in to the bathroom to do my penance. Only there was no pee. I couldn't find it anywhere.
Of course, me getting out of bed signaled to Petey that I was up for his benefit. I let him out doubting that he really needed to pee but was unsure since I didn't find any in the house. Often when he goes out at night and does not need to pee, he stays out a long time just milling around. He peed, so it was a quick trip.
Once I returned to the bedroom I looked for pee but still didn't find any. I got back in the bed alone since Petey had opted to stay in the living room. Just about the time I got settled, he realized that we were in the bed all warm and cozy and he was not. He decided to join us. So, I got up again and put him in the bed again.
The next morning, I warned John about the mystery pee but he didn't find any either. As I was getting dressed I began to wonder if I'd hallucinated the whole thing. I sat down to put my shoes on when I saw the puddle. It was at the foot of the bed, right in John's path around the bed. I don't know how he missed it.
Now, the bedroom is carpeted so it wasn't so much a puddle as it was a dark area. Petey must have come out of the bathroom but I didn't realize it. Neither John nor I peed at the foot of the bed in the floor. I cleaned it up and Petey walked in just as I was finishing. I explained to him that he should have peed in the bathroom not on the carpet. He looked right at me and peed. Right there, right then, he peed!