LPMT, glad it worked out for you! I always suspected our doxie ran and told my DW when I did stupid things....
About our third year in Florida we had a neighbor for a month who would dump his tanks every third day or so while we sat out under the canopy. I didn't have the heart to tell him that he didn't pick good times for that particular task.
He picked the same task one afternoon when we were hosting 'happy hour' and the other ten or twelve people immediately clued him in to his social faux pah. He was embarrassed to say the least, and it didn't happen anymore.