Neva was crying this morning so I jumped out of bed, got dressed, and ran to her crate. Oh Oh, she wasn't there. The crate door was open and Neva was standing behind me. Either we didn't lock the door or she pawed the lock and it opened.
I took her outside, hoping for the best, but knowing that is was probably too late. No potty action outside confirmed my belief. Back indoors, we began our scavenger hunt for treasure. The damage was too piles and one puddle.
As usual, our puppy taught us another valuable lesson.