Today Shep and I were playing and he looked up at me and said, “Poop?”
I checked his diaper, but no poop. I don’t know what compelled me, but I asked if he needed to go to the bathroom. And to my surprise, he said he did.
So we trotted off to the bathroom. And when he sat down, the strangest thing happened…HE POOPED.
I don’t even know what to say. I’m sure it’s a fluke, and it won’t happen again for ages, but I could not be more excited at the prospect that this could be easier than potty training Neko, which was comparable to that whole Sisyphus and the boulder thing.