Since you've met Miss Macy (via photos), you'll get a kick out of this email I received from TFitch a few weeks ago:

From: Fitch, Trevor
Sent: Tuesday, July 10, 2007 9:35 AM
To: Wendy Fitch
Subject:

synopsis of this morning's encounter with the dog:

4:48:00 - wake up, walk into laundry room, hear quiet jingling, let hound out.
4:48:10 - let dog out onto porch, carry down stairs
4:48:30 - hound pees, yawns, looks around
4:48:55 - hound lazily walks over to steps, sits down, yawns
4:49:00 - hound lazily follows me up stairs, into house, sits down, yawns
4:50:00 - hound lazily eats treat, nearly falls asleep, yawns
4:50:10 - i say "lets go see wendy" and walk towards bedroom door
4:50:12 - hound stares at me from dining room table as i stand in bedroom doorway
4:50:13 - hound's eyes almost bug completely out of her head, hound runs into master bathroom faster than i've ever seen her move
4:50:13.5 - hound makes the turn at the shower and heads back out into the living room. trevor in pursuit
4:50:13.7 - hound races into guest bedroom, begins to defecate. turtle head is popping out
4:50:14 - i apprehend hound, pick up around lower waist, hold upside down like a doggie poop bouquet
4:50:16 - hound is transplanted in front yard, takes MASSIVE poop. is nice enough to leave bits and pieces around yard
4:51:00 - dog is asleep on wendy's face