Dreams and nightmares!!

Dave had a dream last night that he was out on the farm with Duffy and Lanny.  Both dogs were on their own disc shaped contraption that hovered just above the ground.  They just had to put a paw on it and off they went!! And the 2 of them were busy picking up scraps of metal,  sticks, plastic, all manner of things.  The items were carried on the disc and then over to a pile where the junk was being collected, then dumped onto the pile.  Duffy had to show Lanny how to dump the disc--no surprise there!! Hahahaha!!  Cool dream--and would be very useful to have all that help!!



Maybe it was something like this??????



On a less light-hearted note, Lanny has lost his privileges to be free at night--it's back to the crate.  I woke up around 3 with a coughing fit--a couple of my meds have that side-effect, like I don't cough enough.  Anyway, I decided to go the bathroom and now with the light on in the hallway, I can see a streaky trail on the living room floor, of what can only be poop.  Ack!! Found some plops on the old flannel sheet by the door.  Was not pleased as you can imagine!  Cleaned all this up, got out the shark and washed the floor, put the sheet into the washer with bleach and on the soaker cycle, lectured Lanny. and eventually went to bed.  I kind of wondered why there wasn't more, but thought maybe I was just lucky.  This morning I went down to the basement to get my big winter boots, as I had to rescue a number of plastic garden pots Lanny had distributed around the yard the evening before, plus do some poop pick-up duties.  I looked down the hallway to where the ping pong table is--and yes, you guessed it, there was the rest of the poop!! Kind of dried now and hard to clean up.  I poured some water on the areas, let that soak in, then cleaned it all up.  The good news, I suppose, is that he went to the basement for the largest part of this pooping excursion.  The bad news is--what the heck is wrong with this dog? He'll be okay and then out of nowhere he 'forgets' the rules and goes wherever. He's over a year old--there should be none of these 'accidents' in the house, ever!! I watch him all the time--which is annoying to have to do at this point.  But I do have to sleep occasionally. So, the crate is back up in the hallway, where I can hear him whether I'm asleep on the couch or in the bedroom. That's if he actually barks or whines, but he doesn't seem to know to do that here. He does fine on the farm and barks or whines there, but what's the deal here? I won't even go into his peeing on Duffy's 'tablecloth' just after Dave left.  Guess he was all excited and didn't remember to hold it and go out. Is he ever going to be totally house broken? I wonder....