Boost is getting better and better at bladder control. Before we left for the USDAA nationals November 8th, it had been at least 2, maybe 3 weeks since we'd had an accident in the house...until the night before we left. My friend/co-driver Jackie was here with her 9-month-old French Bulldog, Elliot--just a couple of days younger than Boost--and he and Boostie played and played. While we later sat and ate dinner, with Elliot snoozing in his crate, Boost snoozed soundly on the floor near the crate. (Excercise is a great thing for puppies!
After dinner, Jackie walked over to Elliot's crate and let him out--Boost scrambled suddenly to her feet, taken by surprise I guess, and very excited—and peed on the floor without, I think, even realizing that she was doing it.
But that was the last time...until yesterday afternoon. I was up in the attic in Santa's Workshop. The housemate was down in the kitchen. Apparently Tika was hanging around by the doggie door, probably watching the housemate to see whether he'd be distributing any free food. Housemate reports that Boost was running back and forth in a slightly unusual manner, between the hall and Tika, not going past Tika out the doggie door. He assumed that she was playing (because she often runs back and forth on her own, although usually with a toy), until she squatted on the carpet-runner doormat.
So I had to apply Nature's Miracle and let it sit for a while, then wash the carpet. She's 10 months old now; I can't imagine (well--I can, but for argument's sake--) that we'll be having many more of these accidents. I hope.