We got up and let the dogs out this morning. Anderson was quick to run around the house and want back in. A few minutes later, he had pooped on the floor. He is a traveling pooper, so he left four strategically placed turds on the floor - one for each dog in the house. I guess he was hoping to spread the blame. All the other dogs looked guilty when we came back in the house after shoveling the driveway - except Andy. They started dancing around the turds like it was a pow wow, while we tried to turd-herd them away from the mess. Andy didn't give a shit - well, he gave us four shits. Got to love old dogs and their poor sphincters!