started the day with doggy diarrea...i know, gross.
twice on the carpet and then plenty outside.
came home from work to find a coated kennel with a coated dog in it. ugh.
trying to get that cleaned up while he got some on carter--who freaked out--ugh.
bathed the dog and then cleaned up the tub from it all.
had to run the dog outside to have him go again.
(praying that someone else volunteers for poop patrol in the yard tonight.)
shoveled lunch down my face so the dog could go out again. sigh.
sat down for a moment, trying to collect my thoughts to hear this:
'MMMOOOOMMMMMMM...oh gross!!!!!! MMMMOOOOMMMM, the cat threw up in colin's room and i stepped in it. MMMMMOOOOOMMMMM'.
so i head into his room armed with the spray and the last of this roll of paper towels.
i have no words at that point.
i clean it up, clean carter up (again) and am escaping to the computer for just a bit.
(yes, i'm being a fabulous mom and am letting the boys play gameboys...)
no poop for the moment.
(and for those of you concerned about my dear sweet doggy...he was at the kennel for the weekend--they informed me as i picked him up that they fed him a different food. "he may be loose for a few days, but this food is so much better for them." thanks...no really, thanks.)
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