Summary

Casey, a dog, provides his perspective on why he defecated inside the house despite being well-cared for by his owners, citing distractions, busy owners, and the suddenness of the urge.

Abstract

In a narrative styled as a rebuttal to his owner's account, Casey, the family dog, explains his actions regarding an incident of indoor defecation. He describes how his full stomach and fatigue led to him falling asleep near his owner's laptop, and how his dreams of catching mice and squirrels were interrupted by an unexpected need to defecate. Despite knowing he shouldn't relieve himself indoors, Casey chose a discreet location to do so quickly, hoping not to disturb his busy owners. He then returned to his spot by his owner's laptop, confident that his action would go unnoticed. Casey reflects on his past adoption, his desire to be a good dog, and his love for his owners, despite the pressure of living up to the memory of their previous dog, Frosty. He acknowledges his unique personality and assures his owners of his love and gratitude for rescuing him.

Opinions

Casey believes he is not entirely at fault for the incident due to his owners' busyness and his sudden physiological need.
He shows self-awareness by recognizing his reputation as a "Scamp" and a "man of the streets," distinguishing himself from the previous dog, Frosty.
Casey harbors some resentment towards the mouse and squirrel in his yard, viewing them as adversaries to be dealt with eventually.
He is conflicted between his instinctual behavior and the expectations of being a well-behaved pet.
Casey is appreciative of his owners and seeks to maintain his good standing with them, despite the occasional mishap.
He implies that his owners should be more attentive to his needs, suggesting that the incident could have been avoided with their prompt action.
Casey is optimistic about the future, expressing a commitment to prevent similar incidents from occurring again.

Why I pooped in the house.

Written by Casey (and not mommy) this is my rebuttal to what mommy wrote.

Mommy’s photo of me in front of her as it should be …including my versions of my stories.

Thank you to our dear medium writer friend named Ken Van Camp … for the comment (see below) that he sent to mommy about letting me tell my version of the story of the “poop in the house” scenario.

My photo of what Ken suggested. Thanks Ken!

Mommy and daddy were really busy with whatever it is they do all the time. Daddy had cooked dinner and mommy was washing the dishes or some such.

I had just eaten mommy’s good dinner that she had made for me, and I was so full and started to get very tired …I started to snooze right on the floor next to daddy and his laptop “Desk” while mommy was cleaning up the dinner dishes in the kitchen nearby.

Mommy had taken me outside right after I ate my dinner to let me go potty and so I did that just to please her.

But I Only did “Number one”.

That’s all I could muster …as I was trying to keep my eye out for the MOUSE that lives in the nearby bushes. I know that he’s there. He is a smart little cuss and he better watch out because I have his number and it’ll be up soon.

Photo of the pesky mouse by Nick Fewings on Unsplash

I don’t abide mice living where I live. I also know there’s a squirrel or two out there because they “smart off” to me a lot.

One day they’ll regret it.

Photo of the smart arse squirrel by Andrey Svistunov on Unsplash

But that’s another story…

I was happy just doing “number one” for mommy and she seemed to be happy too.

Number two can wait … I thought…because

She had dishes to wash, and I had a nap to take.

As I slipped off to dreamland, while lying on the floor right next to daddy and his laptop, I began dreaming of how I planned to catch one mouse right after the other and then I would “teach them a thing or two!!” My dream seemed glorious with each mouse I captured and then I lined them each up on the deck.

Photo of two pesky mice scared the death of me by Belinda Fewings on Unsplash

I was sleeping so good and then something woke me up…

Oh no, I thought. The urge to go poop!

I opened my eyes and saw that mommy was still washing those dishes.

What am I going to do now? I never do ANYTHING wrong …ever!

I have to keep up my good name and I remembered that I did this same thing the first night that they adopted me…but let’s face it we were all new at this thing.

I didn’t even really know where mommy and daddy were from or what their political leanings were at that time. And where was I even supposed to sleep? How many toys will they buy me?!?

There were just so many questions in my head that first night!

Who knew what they had in mind when they adopted me??

Was this going to be my forever home with them, or would they return me like the previous people had done? My name already had a dark stain next to it on my adoption chart.

It broke my heart to be returned JUST BECAUSE I didn’t like those cats or the pesky grandkids!

Who really DOES like those two things, anyway?

Photo of a cat and a grandchild by Navid Sohrabi on Unsplash

But this sudden urge to poop needed addressing. And soon!!

So, I moseyed off towards the stairs…I had no real plan in mind, but I knew that going somewhere far away from human eyes was a necessity. Daddy was still busy at his laptop and mommy was washing the dinner dishes. I didn’t want to interrupt either of them…as they’d been so kind to me.

It was the Perfect scenario for me to do this … and it must be done!

Proudly, I did the deed in RECORD TIME!

If mommy and I were out walking and I pulled that off, she’d have been overjoyed at how little time it took me.

But I have a feeling that this won’t be appreciated once she finds out what I did.

So, after the deed was done, I slowly walked over to where daddy was at his laptop and decided to take another nap right next to him. And I bet he didn’t even notice that I left my original nap spot!

I knew that daddy would protect me if mommy “goes off” later about this.

He will stand up for me … maybe.

And of course, those who have read mommy’s story know what happened…

How she showed me the poop.

How daddy responded to mommy.

It’s all here if you haven’t seen it yet…

Someone pooped in the house last night.

(A Casey Story) …. A Tattle Tale written by mommy.

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My reason for going poop inside was that they were both so busy. I didn’t want to bother them and so I took a nap. And it was such a sudden urge! I was by the door, but daddy looked busy. I thought of staring at the door, but he didn’t see me, so the rest is history.

Might I remind mommy and daddy in my defense … that I am not like their previous dog.

Frosty was held in the highest honor.

He was loved deeply by them as well as by all of their friends.

I have a hard path if I am competing with him, and I doubt he cares as he’s now dancing up in heaven with Louie … the dog of Ida Adams …and so many others.

Frosty has written stories on medium and I hear tell that Frosty was a “Gentleman” dog.

But I am ME.

Just plain me. I’ve heard mommy refer to me as a Scamp, a “man of the streets” …

I know mommy and daddy don’t expect me to be Frosty.

But one other thing that I do know for sure is that I love both mommy and daddy with all my heart.

They rescued me from the pound where all the barking dogs and cages are!

They are my heroes and I love them.

So that is my story and my reason, and I sure will try harder in the future not to do this same dastardly deed again in the house.

Thank you for reading my version of the story.

I’ll ask mommy to tag those that care and the other suspects that she knows.

Love,

Casey

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None of what was written above was AI generated. It was written with the help of mommy ( Lu Skerdoo and Casey :)