12:15 am, guests were gone. Cartman missed out his routine night walk with us due to the party. But he still had a brief before dinner walk with me where he did his business twice.
12:20 am, he was running around upstairs like crazy, barking, and his body was bended and his rear was ready ... All this behavior had been spotted, 'he is going to poo-poo, INSIDE!!!" "Go, Cartman, go downstairs", "Go, go out!!". He was pushed off to stairs, while I was busy trying to find proper clothes to walk him outside.
12:21 am, "Forget it!" He had done his business on the last step of our stairs. He had his usual dirty look when he poo-pooed, this time, certainly there was a lot of relief in it. :D
He was like a man looking for restroom at the last minute, and ended up giving it up. I guess for a dog, it would be much easier to give that up, there is no dignity when nature calls.
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