To potty train or not to potty train? That is the question.

Today is day one of the new world order at the circus.

Buzzy is starting down the long road that is potty training. Duh duh duh!

This will probably be the all encompassing subject of the blog for the next few posts, or at the very least a good portion of it, until we achieve success. While I maintain a calm, cool, supportive facade with Buzzy, I will be coming here to brag or vent about how the process is going.

Today so far we have had 2 accidents. The first was a win for the ringmaster. He stopped himself when he realized that he was going. I ran him to the bathroom and got him to the potty where he finished in the potty. WOO HOO. Second time... not quite as big a victory for the ringmaster. Let's just say that the rug that normally sits in just inside of our back door is in the washer now. In his defense he was trying to have a BM thus the bigger puddle.

He completely dislikes being wet, so I know that he has had an accident pretty quickly if I don't actually see it happen and we get him to the bathroom. I pray that makes this a little less painful for both of us, but he is very stubborn, thus the late training. Wish us luck.