I left the condo this morning to go to the office and as I walked from the elevators to the lobby, I saw what I assumed was a small puddle of urine soaking into the carpet. Had to have been a dog, right? Anyway... It got me thinking about how my boy, Bowser, is almost perfectly housebroken. I only say ALMOST because there's always a chance that he'll have an accident. He's just a dog. Bowser is 3 now and my wife and I have had him since he was a 10-week-old puppy. We primarily used puppy pads. He got the hang of them quickly and hasn't had to use one in close to 2 years. I have 2 friends, though, who own a fat dachshund and that fucking dog pisses everywhere for any given reason. They've tried puppy pads and the dog just ignores them. When they try to take him outside, he'll just pee on the floor, move 3 feet away from the wet spot and roll onto his back. They've had that dog for 4 or 5 years and have made jack shit progress with him as far as housebreaking goes. Focus: How did you housebreak your dog? Tell your story. Alt. Focus: What tips would you give to a puppy owner? Are you a "rub their nose in it" kind of person? Do you just roll with it, clean it up and assume that accidents will always happen?