Back to where he started.

Two days ago Arthur and I were throwing rags up and down the stairs and making loud yelping noises when I noticed he got pretty excited and needed to pee. I quickly picked him up and whisked him towards the bathroom when he started having a fit. "Wanna do it by yourself!" he cried. No problem, so I put him down near the bathroom but he was still going crazy, falling limply to the floor and yelling. Jessica came over to tell me that I should take him back to where I first picked him up. So I carried him back to the stairs, set him down, and happily trotted off to the potty. Jess and I had a good laugh.