Dogs love to pee.
I have tried for 3 days to get the pee smell out of my carpet, but it is still there assaulting my nostrils.

The night before last, I changed my sheets before going to bed (at 2am) and Sophie jumps on the bed and proceeds to pee on the newly made bed.

Sophie loves to pee.

I have done nothing of value all weekend, and I am starting to get bored. I blame poverty. Sometimes I wish I had a roommate, but I am impossible to live with. Ask my sister--she won't let me move back in with her ever again. And she likes me. Something about being a messy slob who lets her dogs pee everywhere. Just to clarify: I am a messy slob, but I hope to be able to afford a maid at some point, and I do not "let" my dogs pee everywhere--Sophie is just a pee machine. She is house trained, but she is also a four legged beast with her own agenda. And that agenda includes peeing everywhere--and rolling in poop, but that's another drama for another day.