"Gotta poop?" Eric asked as the dog turned back to look at him. When the dog returned to clawing at the door it immediatly confused him. Scrap had never acted like that before. Usually when he wanted outside he'd jump up and touch the knob with his paws, not try to dig through the door.<br/><br/>Eric hurried quickly to the windows and looked outside, trying to see what was driving the dog crazy. He was starting to feel a sinking feeling in his stomach. Something felt wrong but he didn't know what.