Our Version Of Musical Chairs

Potty breaks for the dogs goes something like this:

Up at ungodly hour, Lexie takes the first potty break. Lexie ready to come in, now Bambi needs to go out. Bambi comes in, now Princess needs to go. Lexie sneaks out in the process.

Bambi goes back to sleep under the covers in the bedroom.

Princess barks to be let back in. Open door, and a period of time sufficient for her age and mobility later, gets up the stairs and in. "Lexie! Come here!"

Lexie then rolls over in a submissive posture for a tummy rub.

Walk over to where she's laying.

I've left the door open, and Princess is again making her way out the door.

Bambi? Still in the bedroom.

I go back inside.

Lexie now barking at the neighbor on the other side of the fence.

"LEXIE!"

Lexie comes in.

Princess, seeing Lexie saunter to the back door, likewise makes her way to the door. Eventually.

Just now, the whole process started anew; Bambi just got up from her nap. Same players, slightly different process.

I shudder to think what they'll do when I go back to work on Monday.