9.11.2007
Who says dogs are man's best friend :)
Ok. I haaaaad to post some cute pics of kiddos and dog before I go CRAZY and do sell them or somethin' (though after this blog--don't know that anyone would want them :))! Let's just say today has beaten every other day out as being the absolute worst for cleaning! I had gone out with a friend to Kohl's and Heath and her daughter were pretty good...made me happy! And then I went to get Bria and thought hmmm, it's nice and is a happy day, maybe I will indulge my kids in a little treat! Hah, bad idea because that yummy chocolate shake ended up all over my van floor...stay calm, i thought---and I was quite impressed with myself--i stayed calm and didn't chew any heads off! :) Then as soon as I get hommmme--what do I hear, dog barks hmmm, kind of loud to be from the kennel- oh, well I guess he's...NO!!! He did a David Copperfield and found a way out of the kennel--that has 2 locks on it! Well (thought I), I guess he was fine--left him out before for an hour with us gone and he was great--way to stay positive! Then we go into the house and we go to the living room where a certain aroma meets my nose just as my 2 year old slips on the poopy and smears it more into the carpet! well, I took the contaminated show off and made the kiddos go upstairs so that I could start cleaning and then I walk into MY room and find even more poopy...on th walls, in the kennel and all over the floor and his toy basket (He's a BIG dog and has loads of room to hold a lot :)) So, by now I don't even know where to start the cleaning, i call dear hubby and leave a message warning him that he better call before I kill the dog (I threaten waaay too much:) and then proceed to clean and the doggy head avoids my eyes knowing (like a good trained husband) not to say a word or eeeeven BREATHE wrong! After about an hour of picking up, scrubbing, airing house out and getting to the van...I was done!
In defense of my dog--he apparently is sick, it was a huge runny blowout, but I sure was very unhappy and I still love him.
Ok that is my glass half empty moment! Now I am going to my classes and will get a break--it's Tyson's turn! I am glad that I can look on this with humor now!
I will post again soon--and hopefully over something not so hectic and crazy!
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2 comments:
Sorry to read about the dog fiacso...Tessa has never peed or pooped in the house...we've left her for 11 hours in the house and she held it....Guess I got lucky there!
I have to take issue with Sharon's comment about well-trained husbands. That is not the kind of husband I am (maybe that's what Sharon's been looking for all these years).
Now you get to hear the rest of the story. There was dog poop all over our room - that's how we woke up - morning of the incident Sharon cites. Not only that, there was dog poop this morning too in the loft. Guess who got to clean those up...
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