Accidents happen

I'm not sure why, but sometimes, accidents happen. Even though I haven't poo'd on the floor in the house since my first week in KS, I guess I thought I'd try it this morning. Not sure why. I don't seem to be sick, but maybe something is up. I could tell my mom was mad or sad or something as she went about cleaning up my mess. I felt bad as I stood and watched her with my ears hanging low. She did take me for an extra long walk to see if I had to poo again, but I didn't.