This morning at 6 am the husband regretfully woke me up:
The Hub - "Ummm babe, I'm sorry but you have to get up."
Me - "Why?"
The Hub - "Ummm the dog pooed ALL OVER the kitchen & I'm running late."
Me - "Ugh, can't we just call hazmat?"
I reluctantly got out of our warm bed
& approached the kitchen
He wasn't kidding...
I'm not lying when I tell you, it was like World War Poo
in our kitchen where Piper Dog stays gated over night.
Not only was there one poo there were two poos & pee
which she had walked thru about a dozen times to top it off.
Yikes.
- A bath
- 3 bath towels
- 2 rolls of paper towels
- A container of clorox wipes
- A box of swiffer mop wipes
- Lots of febreeze refresher spray
- 2 candles burning
- A shower for me
- A load of laundry
- & 90 minutes later I was done
& I didn't even vomit which The Husband was pretty sure I would-
(I'm SO ready for kiddos!)
tee hee hee
Needless to say I've learned my lesson - no more granny smith apples for Piper Dog.
(I was feeding her the edges as I made an apple pie last night)
Ooopsie.
Good thing she is cute & I *heart* her tons
On a side note - she needed a bath anyway
& now I have an excuse to go to Target...
to buy more cleaning supplies of course.
*wink*
How was your morning? Better then mine I hope!
xoxo
