It's been an interesting day...
This morning when I was taking a bath...
Bailee jumped in with me!
She has always been one for peeking in the curtain when I am taking a bath because she wonders what I am doing in there that doesn't involve her.
This morning I guess she decided she was going to find out for sure. I laughed for a minute until I realized I was taking a bath with a dog! I jumped out and toweled off while she looked perplexed at her situation. I figured since she was in there I would bathe her so I broke out the doggie shampoo.
Then I flushed my toilet and it overflowed! I'm talking toilet water all over the floor. I went to the store to get some stuff to unclog the drain (and some orange juice). I poured the Drain-O into the toilet and left it there for about half an hour. When I came back, the toilet had weird, white foamy stuff on top. I re-read the directions and the very last sentence said: Not for use in toilets. Shit. I realized there was no way out. I crossed myself, I flushed the toilet and ran at it with a plunger and plunged vigorously as water ran out in all directions. The angels sang as it flushed. Then I washed the towels and bath mats. The toilet is at peace.
Then the doorbell rang. Actually, I was expecting that part. I had called Brinks Security to come and give a free walk-through for their security systems. I sleep terribly at night, mainly because I wake up thinking someone has broken into the house. I know I have dogs, but shit, they sleep so deeply that an earthquake could happen and they wouldn't know. So I decided on a security system. I think the peace of mind at night will be well worth the cost.
Henry is still alive. I thought he was dead the other morning, I'm not kidding. I went into the garage room and he was laying there with his eyes open. I walked toward him thinking he had gone to a better place when Bailee tackled him and he growled at her. He was caked in excrement because he doesn't have muscle control. I tossed him into the sink and started spraying. He was so tired after that, as I held him in a towel, I thought he was going to die in my arms. My poor baby.
Bailee jumped in with me!
She has always been one for peeking in the curtain when I am taking a bath because she wonders what I am doing in there that doesn't involve her.
This morning I guess she decided she was going to find out for sure. I laughed for a minute until I realized I was taking a bath with a dog! I jumped out and toweled off while she looked perplexed at her situation. I figured since she was in there I would bathe her so I broke out the doggie shampoo.
Then I flushed my toilet and it overflowed! I'm talking toilet water all over the floor. I went to the store to get some stuff to unclog the drain (and some orange juice). I poured the Drain-O into the toilet and left it there for about half an hour. When I came back, the toilet had weird, white foamy stuff on top. I re-read the directions and the very last sentence said: Not for use in toilets. Shit. I realized there was no way out. I crossed myself, I flushed the toilet and ran at it with a plunger and plunged vigorously as water ran out in all directions. The angels sang as it flushed. Then I washed the towels and bath mats. The toilet is at peace.
Then the doorbell rang. Actually, I was expecting that part. I had called Brinks Security to come and give a free walk-through for their security systems. I sleep terribly at night, mainly because I wake up thinking someone has broken into the house. I know I have dogs, but shit, they sleep so deeply that an earthquake could happen and they wouldn't know. So I decided on a security system. I think the peace of mind at night will be well worth the cost.
Henry is still alive. I thought he was dead the other morning, I'm not kidding. I went into the garage room and he was laying there with his eyes open. I walked toward him thinking he had gone to a better place when Bailee tackled him and he growled at her. He was caked in excrement because he doesn't have muscle control. I tossed him into the sink and started spraying. He was so tired after that, as I held him in a towel, I thought he was going to die in my arms. My poor baby.