Hi! This is Ozzie… My mom decided to let me write this post because I am an expert when it comes to doggy accidents. I just turned 10 (which means I’m really 70 years old!) and I guess I’m considered a senior now. Mom calls me her little old man. Let’s face it, accidents happen. Sometimes I can’t hold it until mom gets home from work or whatever she does when she leaves the house all day. It doesn’t happen often because I don’t want to disappoint mom, but I can’t help it sometimes.
Mom is pretty smart and can tell when she walks in the house if I had an accident. Probably because I can’t look at her and I hang my head down. But she never gets mad at me, she tells me it’s okay and she apologizes for being gone so long. My mom must love me a lot to not get mad at me when an accident happens. My brother Blue also has accidents sometimes. He’s younger than me and not a senior dog so I’m not sure what his excuse is except he gets in trouble a lot. Something about him being the devil.
Fortunately, there is this cool stuff mom found at Walgreens to clean up those little accidents. It’s called Urine Off. She said something about it helping get rid of the smell so I won’t go in the same spot again. She even tried it on an old spot and it worked really well. If it’s a fresh spot, you just need to let it sit for a few minutes. It even comes with this cool thing that looks like a flashlight to help you find old spots. Mom says she felt like a detective with the neat UV light.
Because mom loves both me and my brother, she wanted to make sure it was okay to use around us and it is. It’s even okay to use around my favorite little girl Autumn who stays with us sometimes.
You can find Urine Off at your local Walgreens. It’s just $19.95 for the kit which sounds like a good price to me, as long doesn’t mom use the money she has for my favorite treats.
That’s all I have for you today. Maybe mom will let me write another post again some day. For now, I’m going to bark so she’ll let me go outside and watch my brother run circles around the backyard.
~Ozzie (a.k.a. Mom’s little old man)