19 January 2008

So, today seemed to be going well...I awoke to my pup crying to go out. I unwillingly got up, took him out (where he proceeded to drop the biggest 'duece' a small puppy has ever dropped), and fed him. I had to go to the eye doctors to schedule my Lasik, and would be gone about 2.5 hours. When I walked into my house, it smelled like a giant fart, which I assumed Bodhi had dropped, but as I got closer to the crate I knew it was far worse. Apparently, he had some sort of explosive diarrhea, and then proceeded to walk/lay in to. So, when I got him out of his crate, and started carrying him to avoid poop on the floor, I became 'poopified'. I had to strip down and take a shower in order to wash him since it was far too cold for an outside bath. I got him all cleaned up, brushed, and fed before he later decided to pee on my carpet right in front of me. To say the least, I felt like a new parent with a baby, and was so relieved when Tina informed me that she was on her way home from work. Of course he was an angel for us when Tina was home, since he is her 'little angel'. I worked out, hit the store, came home, cooked, cleaned, and then crashed...until 3am when he started crying again and I had to literally drag my old bod down the stairs to let him out...I figured it is has to be about a 1000x's better than today's explosion incident. Let's hope tomorrow goes a little bit better...."Focker out".