Or Boys Will Be GROSS!!! You decide...
Our dog, Winston, is getting very elderly. With age has come the inability to hold his bowels as well as he used to. We are gone from the house for about 11 hours a day during the week. So there have been accidents.
Animal has always had an overactive gag reflex and a relatively weak stomach. Combine these two things, and he doesn't handle other people's (or creature's) bodily functions very well. Bubbles and I learned a long time ago that if we didn't want a bigger mess to clean up, it was wise to remove Animal from the scene as quickly as possible.
So, last night when we get home, the kids discover that Winston had an accident in the living room. By the time it was discovered, I was elbows deep in laundry in the basement, so I asked Bubbles to please clean it up.
Her first order of business was getting rid of Animal before the smell got to him. She came up with the perfect solution! Winston needed to go out anyway, so she told Animal to take the dog out and stay out there with him.
The next thing I know, Bubbles is downstairs in the laundry room with a look of utter disgust on her face.
Me: What's up?
Bubbles: Animal justed peed in the backyard!!!
When asked later (by his father...I wasn't touching this one!) why in the world he did this, his response was so sensible and yet still so disturbing: "Sissy wasn't done cleaning up the dog poop, and I hadta pee..."
How does one respond to that????