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Sometimes you have to laugh...
to keep from crying!!
DH was fishing today, so I thought it would be a nice treat for myself and the dogs if I went home to let them out while on my lunch break.
I get a one hour lunch break and it takes about 15 minutes to get home (30min round trip) so it was only going to be a short 30 minute visit with the dogs, but I'd take it!
I got home and as soon as I opened the door, my little guy tripped me trying to run out of the house. Two seconds later, it hit me, the smell. Oh my gosh. What is that smell??
I looked towards our doodles crate and saw it...she had gotten sick. She had runny poop all over her crate, herself, on the walls nearest her crate, on the floor...I have never 1) seen that much poop 2) smelled something so awful.
My poor girl was in the corner of her crate shaking. She had poop dripping from her ears and nose...it was horrible.
I did the only thing I could think to do, I opened the back door and then opened her crate. She took off out of her crate, tracking poop throughout the house until she was just about outside. That's when she stopped, spun around, looked at me and started to shake. She flung ...well you know...you can imagine.
I ran towards her and pushed her out of the door.
I looked back at the crate and decided the best thing to do was pull the tray out of the bottom and take it outside to just rinse off. Her crate is huge (42") and very heavy. So here I was trying to balance the tray, poop dripping all over the floor, and open the door. I should have known she would try to run back in. I dropped the tray...grabbed her and a leash and rushed to tie her up outside. The minute the door slammed behind me...I realized I was locked out.
This is where I just started to laugh.
A few minutes later I was able to locate an unlocked window, I stacked a few lawn chairs on top of one another (the window was high) and then tied Molly to the fence. I managed to climb in the window without killing myself. I started back to what I was doing. Picked the tray up, balanced it as best I could, opened the back door, stepped out onto the back porch and...woosh...the door shut behind me. LOCKED OUT AGAIN!! Covered in doggy poop and pollen (from climbing throught the pollen coated window).
Back to stacking chairs, back to crawling through the window...back to laughing out loud to keep from really crying.
It took me over 1 and a half hours to clean my house...the walls, the crate, the toys, the towels, the floors, the carpets.
Then I had to give Molly a bath. I couldn't leave her dripping with poop. She was just spayed Wednesday and I was told not to give her a bath for at least two weeks....but it just had to happen. I tried to keep from letting any water or soap get on her stiches. She shook a good three or four times...on me...why not? I already had every other nasty thing imaginable on me at this point. I wrestled with her to dry her off, while trying to keep her from rolling in the mud.
I was able to get her back inside and back into her crate.
I changed clothes...the entire time telling myself "I love my doodle, I love my doodle".
I know it wasn't her fault, I hate that she got sick and had to sit in that mess for however long she did, and I can't blame her for locking me out...that was my own sillyness.
I was two hours late returning to work.
***Sigh***...oh to be a doodle mommy :-)
PS. I'm not sure what made her sick, DH is headed home from his day out on the lake and is going to keep an eye on her. I think it is a mixture of just being spayed and maybe eating to much yesterday to make up for not eating on Wednesday...and then, I gave her a ham bone last night and maybe it was a little too early for that :-( Whatever caused it, I feel bad now...but I think I got my pay back!!
DH was fishing today, so I thought it would be a nice treat for myself and the dogs if I went home to let them out while on my lunch break.
I get a one hour lunch break and it takes about 15 minutes to get home (30min round trip) so it was only going to be a short 30 minute visit with the dogs, but I'd take it!
I got home and as soon as I opened the door, my little guy tripped me trying to run out of the house. Two seconds later, it hit me, the smell. Oh my gosh. What is that smell??
I looked towards our doodles crate and saw it...she had gotten sick. She had runny poop all over her crate, herself, on the walls nearest her crate, on the floor...I have never 1) seen that much poop 2) smelled something so awful.
My poor girl was in the corner of her crate shaking. She had poop dripping from her ears and nose...it was horrible.
I did the only thing I could think to do, I opened the back door and then opened her crate. She took off out of her crate, tracking poop throughout the house until she was just about outside. That's when she stopped, spun around, looked at me and started to shake. She flung ...well you know...you can imagine.
I ran towards her and pushed her out of the door.
I looked back at the crate and decided the best thing to do was pull the tray out of the bottom and take it outside to just rinse off. Her crate is huge (42") and very heavy. So here I was trying to balance the tray, poop dripping all over the floor, and open the door. I should have known she would try to run back in. I dropped the tray...grabbed her and a leash and rushed to tie her up outside. The minute the door slammed behind me...I realized I was locked out.
This is where I just started to laugh.
A few minutes later I was able to locate an unlocked window, I stacked a few lawn chairs on top of one another (the window was high) and then tied Molly to the fence. I managed to climb in the window without killing myself. I started back to what I was doing. Picked the tray up, balanced it as best I could, opened the back door, stepped out onto the back porch and...woosh...the door shut behind me. LOCKED OUT AGAIN!! Covered in doggy poop and pollen (from climbing throught the pollen coated window).
Back to stacking chairs, back to crawling through the window...back to laughing out loud to keep from really crying.
It took me over 1 and a half hours to clean my house...the walls, the crate, the toys, the towels, the floors, the carpets.
Then I had to give Molly a bath. I couldn't leave her dripping with poop. She was just spayed Wednesday and I was told not to give her a bath for at least two weeks....but it just had to happen. I tried to keep from letting any water or soap get on her stiches. She shook a good three or four times...on me...why not? I already had every other nasty thing imaginable on me at this point. I wrestled with her to dry her off, while trying to keep her from rolling in the mud.
I was able to get her back inside and back into her crate.
I changed clothes...the entire time telling myself "I love my doodle, I love my doodle".
I know it wasn't her fault, I hate that she got sick and had to sit in that mess for however long she did, and I can't blame her for locking me out...that was my own sillyness.
I was two hours late returning to work.
***Sigh***...oh to be a doodle mommy :-)
PS. I'm not sure what made her sick, DH is headed home from his day out on the lake and is going to keep an eye on her. I think it is a mixture of just being spayed and maybe eating to much yesterday to make up for not eating on Wednesday...and then, I gave her a ham bone last night and maybe it was a little too early for that :-( Whatever caused it, I feel bad now...but I think I got my pay back!!
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Comment by Linda, Webber and Seda on May 25, 2011 at 7:34am
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What a great story! I can just imagine. You poor doodleMom! And poor Molly. It surely would be a good story for Saturday Night Live, though. Good thing you could laugh. Locking myself out of the house makes me scream, rather than laugh!
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Comment by Joan, Louie and Mila on May 22, 2011 at 6:56pm
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Oh man...that is bad ...but as you said better laugh than cry...or get mad...Poor little doodle girl didn't feel good...
Hope you have a better day tomorrow and your girl is better.
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Comment by Doris, Knox & Flash on May 21, 2011 at 9:37pm
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All I can say is "OMG!" What a lunch hour! LOL
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Comment by Suzann, Rosey & Bandit on May 21, 2011 at 9:23pm
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wow that is quite a story!! Hope Molly is all better, I recall hambones making other doodles sick, you may want to post a question in the food group. Thanks for the giggles!!
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Comment by Julie and Maggie on May 21, 2011 at 7:40pm
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Oh my gosh, I was practically spitting out my drink as I was reading this. At first I read that she made a mess in her crate my 10 year old came over to see what I was gasping about. Then we continued to read the story. As it went on we both kept going "Doh!" and "Oh NO!" and "Oooooh!" I know it was horrible but you sure can tell that story with humor.
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Comment by Deanna & Desi & Cori on May 21, 2011 at 8:11am
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What an experience! This will be one of your favorite stories to tell for years to come - especially when someone starts to complain about having to clean up after a "normal" potty accident. You can counter with, "Well you think that's bad! One time..."
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Comment by Anna and Achilles on May 21, 2011 at 6:31am
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wow, what a day I hope she feels better! Great attitude!
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Comment by Camilla and Darwin on May 20, 2011 at 9:55pm
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Oh man... that is bad. I'm glad you could laugh about it!
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Comment by Jennifer,Chloe & Myla on May 20, 2011 at 7:31pm
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WOW-I bet you never go home for lunch again! Actually, it's a good thing you did so she can be cleaned up-I bet DH was happy you stopped home for lunch! I think the laughs came when you locked yourself out the 2nd time!!
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Comment by Donna K & Quincy on May 20, 2011 at 5:48pm
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Well you certainly had a crappy day, literally. Hope Molly is feeling better, that you could laugh about this is a gift. Hope you weren't smelling like poo when you got back to work. I had a lousy day too but nothing compared to yours.
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