I got puppies. The little darlings have done nothing but pee and crap on the floor. I'm trying to house-train them. I think I'm training them to pee and crap on my floor. I've been taking them out every hour. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. I get no rest, I get no sleep, I can't do anything else because I have to monitor them to keep them from eating the walls (I'm serious, they are chewing on the plaster). My wife is working over Christmas (double-time) so it all falls on my head. I'm sitting here typing, and I'm listening to hear if they are chewing on the fucking walls. I gave them carrots to chew on. One of them just vomited. Lovely orange color. I don't know how people with a new baby survive with their sanity intact.