So "crating" the Gunnar-man up in my office has worked as a practical solution to him marking in the house, even if it doesn't address the root cause. He seems to enjoy feeling special, the AC up here doesn't hurt, and Hudson the wonder dog doesn't seem to mind him leaving her alone during the day, as that suits a terrier, especially an elderly one. Of course, there's always a twist to be found. We were up here when Hudson started pawing at the door, and when I opened it, she was there in a huge puddle of *her* urine! I barely had time to register the odd question of whether it was actually her peeing in the house, when her nemesis the smoke detector chirped the low battery warning that she hates so much, at which point she ran upstairs, leaving me with the solution to the mystery of what happened, and a big puddle to clean. As my nanna used to say... it's always something.
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