Your boss already made you stay an extra hour, and when you get on the freeway, the traffic is moving so slow that your normal 15 minute commute turns into an hour. Your anxiety is not because of the traffic, but because you know that your loyal four-legged friend is at home, waiting by the door to be let out.

When you finally get home, your fears are confirmed. Your dog greets you with her tail between her legs and a sad look on her face as if she feels she has let you down. You give her a love and tell her that it's OK, then its time to tackle the cleanup. You can't just shampoo the carpet, because soap and water can't eliminate the odor causing urine crystals.
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