I guess every dog has his /her own personality. My boy is the sweetest, wildest boy; My girl is the loving, quiet one. Bronx pees three drops by anything you leave on the floor (kids
) When Zowie has an 'accident' it is like a flood, rivers and all through the grout. She potty trained pretty easily, but she has babies and doesn't feel she has to go outside if she doesn't want to. Maybe I've been a little lax in discipline after all she's got going on. I love them both, but I do like dressing Zoe and my human boys would die if I put a bow in Bronx hair (like he would let me.)