Mmm...

Nothing like the smell of dog shit at three o'clock in the morning. Mmmhmm that's right, Sadie, beautiful yellow lab that she is, crapped in her bed tonight. Not that it was her fault, they must have forgotten to let her back out after we put her in when it started to rain... at five-thirty. Poor dog. But yeah, so I'm upstairs minding my own business and doing what every other normal, well balanced, red-blooded American does at three in the morning... checking up on mobsters of course, when I hear her barking like crazy downstairs. (She never barks at night... never! We have to wake her up in the morning to go outside!) I go down to see what the hell her problem is and as soon as I hit the kitchen I can smell it... oh great. So I go let her out of her bed in our mud room and she bolts for the back door. I had to push the 50 pounds of shit mom had piled on top of her cage onto the floor and drag that big S.O.B. cage outside into the 40 degree night and hose it down, then towel it dry, find her a new blanket and carry that big ass cage downstairs into the family room (because I didn't feel like picking up all that crap I had pushed off the cage in the first place) and get it all set up. Then I had to drag my dog (who had been whining at the back door... yea, so sorry SHE was inconvenienced...) into the bathroom and give her a bath at 3:30. Of course I had no idea where the dog shampoo was so now she smells powder fresh because I washed her with baby shampoo :) Lucky for me she looooovveeesss water and stood perfectly still through the whole thing. Um yeah, definitely sleeping til like 5 tomorrow evening :)