Well, the dog is done too. She doesn't know where to potty, since the ground is all snowy. So three times we went outside for walkies. Well, she walked. I slipped. We ambled around for half an hour each time. The last time I ended up sobbing and begging her to just pee! (I believe I was crying and saying "for the love of God, will you just pee already?" It wasn't my finest hour)