Pooptastic! Don't worry...funny poop...not gross poop.

So it's been a while since I've posted a blog. But some events have transpired recently, that I felt the urge to share with everyone.

Recently, we've been dog-sitting for a friend who is moving. So it's one of those extended dog-sittings. We don't mind, because the dog were are sitting is a dream. Her name is Tinkerbell, and she's a mini black-and-tan Dachshund...so basically a mini-Linus. And they are great together! But Tinkerbell is seriously one of the sweetest, most low-maintenance dogs I've ever met....and man is she quiet! It's very nice to have a dog that doesn't bark every time a flea farts...but it'd also be nice if she barked when she really really really needed to go outside. The other night, the dogs and I were downstairs watching TV after I got home from work. The dogs had already been out twice since I got home, and it was time to go to bed. So we went upstairs to go to bed. As I'm getting ready for bed, I look out into the bedroom, and there's Tinkerbell squatting and peeing on the floor...I guess it snuck up on her.

Then, the next morning, after the dogs had been out twice previously, I was getting ready for work...and found where Tinkerbell had pooped on the floor in the bathroom...!!

This was not the worst, however. Last night, same scenario, I had been home from work for a little while, and the dogs and I were downstairs watching TV. Well, whenever we're downstairs, we have a baby gate that we put up so that they dogs can't run amok upstairs without our knowledge. And it's not a big deal, because the cats can jump over it to get to their litter box upstairs...or so I thought. I know I have seen Autumn jump over it a million times, because sometimes she knocks it over when she does so. But after the events of last night, I now recall that I have never seen Austin jump over said baby gate....

Here's the scene: I'm watching TV, the dogs are playing with each other. Then I hear both of them go into the downstairs bathroom, and are obviously interested in something. So, I get up to go see what they're doing...envisioning the two of them wrapped up in an entire roll of toilet paper or something. When I turn the corner, I see both of them looking up towards the sink in the bathroom. So, naturally, my eyes follow their gaze...to see Austin...squatting in the sink...pooping!! Apparently the poor guy had to go, and couldn't jump over the baby gate!!! At least he had the sense to poop in the sink!!! For those that are easily grossed out, skip the next paragraph!!

When I get Austin upstairs, and go back to the bathroom, it hits me...the most foul odor I have ever encountered. So I turn on the bathroom fan, pull my shirt up over my nose and mouth, and spray about a whole can of air freshener in the bathroom, directly into the sink, and all surrounding areas. Sadly...this dead nothing for the putrid odor that was now permeating through the entire downstairs. I summon the courage too look into the sink to see what could be causing such an abomination. I see a big...I mean BIG pile of brownish goo. So I did the only thing I could do, (because I know if I left it for Candice to deal with, I would not be alive to write this!), I turned on the hot water and washed it all down the sink! Then I left the hot water running, (hopefully to sterilize the sink), and went to the kitchen and grabbed a scrubbie and the comet...and went to town on that sink.

If you skipped the last paragraph, welcome back! So I don't know what's wrong with the animals in my care! I listen intently for any sign that the dogs might need to go out, or a cat is in distress....because lord knows, cleaning up poo and pee-pee is NOT my favorite thing in the world to do!

Anyway...that's it! I just thought I would share!