Well, you are not the only one in trouble. When mom and dad went out of town for their wedding anniversary, I went too. Well, I cried all night in the motel, and would not pee when she took me out, I held it all night, I went for daddy the next morning, could not hold it any longer.
I enjoyed the ride in the car, we went to the end of the South Island, then, on the way home, dad's car broke down, so, we had to stay in another darn motel, well, you guessed it, I cried again all night, pooed and wee weed on the bed, I had held it all day, but when mom took me out, I refused to go, the minute I got in, I let them know what I thought of the place, and let it fly. Man, mom was angry, dad was not upset, he never is though. I cried all night when they went to bed, and the next morning, I cried, I finally weed outside though, dad took me, so, I went for him, it hurt mom's feelings, but well, dad is a guy, so am I, gee. and made a nuisance of myself. The next day, it rained without stopping, so, I had to go the bathroom in the rain, yucky.
The day we left for home, I ate my new leash that mommy had bought me, she and dad were eating, I was right next to them, crying, I wanted others to see me, it was an outdoor café, well, they saw me, they also saw where I had eaten through my leash, so, mom and dad bought me a chain leash, now, I can not chew it.
I was a bad boy, I don't care, I hate motels. I must say though, I am learning "Sheltie charms" early, when I am bad, I just look at mom with my big eyes and she forgives me, LOL, aren't I the smart one.
Now, try to out do these past few days.