I got off work early today.
I walked into the house to find a big ol pile of poo.
Tilda Girl is sick.
I let her outside and slowly walked throughout the rest of the house.
Our front room is chock-full of poo and puke.
(only on the rug of course....our precious pup wouldn't dream of doing it on the hardwoods, that would be too easy!)
I called Stone to tell him the news and that I didn't have the stomach to handle it.
So now I'm sitting outside on the back porch avoiding the situation all together until he gets home.
What would I do without him. He's the bee's knees.
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