thanks, sami
I came home from church and let Sami out to go potty, since she's been in the house for 3 hours. No problem. She comes back in and I go to the computer. Within minutes...the entire house starts to reek. So I take a few steps out of the computer room and Sami's staring up at me, looking absolutely ashamed with herself.
The rest of this is pretty tmi, dog style.
She left a trail from the backdoor, through the kitchen, the family room, and practically into the computer room of dog poo. Putrid, warm-and-wet, dog poo. And Sami has, of course, managed to coat her back legs, tail, and most of her entire back half in dog poo. HOW THE CRAP (literally) an 8-pound Papillion is able to do all that in a matter of minutes absolutely astounds me.
I took her outside and chopped off sizable chunks of fur with more solid pieces then carried her, Simba-style so she wouldn't cover me in her presents, to the sink and gave her the bath of a lifetime. Then I scrubbed up the floor. At least she had the decency to pretty much avoid the carpet. I just thank heaven Sami isn't a rottweiler or some other giant dog. She probably could have coated the entire floor.
OH THE JOYS OF HAVING AN ELDERLY DOG.
edit: We found more in the music room. just awesome.