Yesterday was not one of my better days.  I felt very down for most of the day.  I lacked a great deal of motivation.  Even my blog was difficult for me to work on.  I try and write some parts of my blog the day before I want to post them, so I can be sure to get my blog out as early as possible on the day I want it posted.  That did not happen.  I am still working on even the simplest sections this morning.  It is important for me to work, if possible, through those bad days.  It takes my mind off of myself and lets me focus on other things.  Focusing on other things than myself yesterday was a huge struggle. 

This morning started off not as good as I would have liked.  I woke up around four in the morning.  Buster the boxer was already awake.  He was walking around the house.  I did not think anything about it and I was drifting back off to sleep.  When I was half way asleep, I thought I heard water coming out of a faucet.  At first I thought I was dreaming, then I thought it was from a water faucet.  Then I remembered we had not left any water on because it was not cold enough for us to worry about.  I got up to investigate.  

What I discovered is that Buster the boxer had decided to drink a ton of water during the  night and filled up his bladder.  He knows he is not supposed to go to the bathroom in the house, but I guess his bladder got so full he could not hold it anymore.  There was a trail of pee all through the house.  I followed the trail and found him by the door.  He seemed to have a look of horror on his face, because of the trail of pee, and if dogs could cross their legs, his certainly would have been crossed.  He was very happy when I let him out.  I was very unhappy at having to clean up the trail of pee.   

The culprit, Buster the boxer