She's fascinated by the bathroom. She just can't imagine what goes on in there! There's a wire basket on the floor that's filled with towels and lotions and such that she's been warned away from. But one day I was sitting at my dressing table and looked over to see her happily dragging the little rug out of the room. NO! BAD DOG! She also peed on it once, was scolded and hasn't done it since.
But the toilet itself is the most fascinating. She sniffs it, licks it, rubs against it. Dogs are weird. I close the door when I go in there because otherwise I'd never get her off me. But, when I'm done and open the door, she runs in as if there's been an emergency and sniffs and inspects the whole room.
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