It was bound to happen

I woke up this morning to Bucket walking towards me. He made it almost to my face, which seemed to be his final destination. When I realized something was funny about that, it dawned on me that he probably peed somewhere. I did some investigative work. My great fear was that it was on the bed. It is good for me that Bucket is such a good dog, because sleep deprived detective work is really shitty. I found the pee spot. He made it to the bedroom door. I was so proud. Granted, if he would have gone another foot he would have not been on carpet, but it was about as far from the bed as possible. Score one for Bucket.

I hope y'all are prepared for picture weekend!!!! Bucket pictures will abound!