No, he's not about to pee in the house, and I didn't catch him mid-motion. I put boots on him, and so he's stuck. Like that. Forever. Or at least until he hears the leash at the front door. Happens every time.
Milking injured paw pads for all they're worth. Have you ever seen a more pitiful Gimli?
Gimli's parting scene is still chaotic and mournful every morning.
Watching for his boy to get off the bus (if he can see through all his nose prints)...