My humans tried to wriggle us out of our gear (leashes and seat belts) as we clamored to mark the same spot. Suddenly my mom's foot warmed as unpleasant knowledge sunk in.
|one of us is the culprit|
As we continued to frolic outside, she stripped off her urine-soaked sock. While we ate eagerly, she washed her stinky shoe. During dinner at Javelina, she found more of our pee on her jeans. We love her.