That's all my peeps are hoping for.
Evidently in my prior life, I wasn't let out of the crate much. Therefore, any place *outside* my crate is fair game. That includes inside the house.
The peeps have a timer going on the microwave - it beeps at me every hour and tells me I have to go outside to potty.
We implemented that system after another mysterious puddle appeared in the foyer. As Izzy and her pack have hypothesized... it *could* have been daddy. I'm not confirming nor denying that possibility. Sorry daddy, you're on your own.