Being a pet owner is mostly a joyous and wonderful thing. However, there are mornings when I wake up and the first thing I must deal with is, what I’d like to term a doggy disaster!
So it was today, when I got up, opened my bedroom door, and was assaulted with the smell that every owner dreads. Poop!
Apparently, Lili was ill in the night. I am so careful what I feed her, but she must have gotten into something that did not agree with her because there was poop on the rug near my door. There was poop on the rug near the outside door. There was poop in the hallway, and poop on the kitchen floor.
It was one giant (Think German Shepherd size!), mess!
So, I went around getting up everything I could with paper towels, I washed down the places I could with a mop, and then took the throw rug to the basement and tossed it into the wash.
When I came back upstairs I got out the carpet cleaner, made especially for dog messes (yes, they make these), and I cleaned the carpet by my bedroom door.
I did all this before coffee!
After I had everything washed and cleaned, I sat down at the computer to write about all of this, and for some reason, that I still cannot fathom, my computer did not instantly connect to my Wifi and I had to go through a repair process.
Seriously, I was tempted to say the heck with it all and go back to bed!
After that, I finally had my first cup of coffee.
Oh my, I remember those days. I had a collie who would have an accident now and then. He would meet me at the door when I came home from work with his head down and his tail between his legs and then the smell would hit. Poor baby couldn’t help it. Cats are so easy. Hair balls now and then. Once and awhile one eats too fast, but basically so easy. I do love dogs though.
We are in Florida right now, and the friend who is taking care of the cat sent us a picture of the hairball she hacked up …
I remember the days of waking to a mess made overnight. Much as dogs love chewing on bones, there was always a disastrous result the next morning.