JR and I woke up this morning to a nightmare. Our little Boston Terrorist made nasty poopies EVERYWHERE in our living room. Then she brought it into our bathroom. Hello?!!?
She crapped all over our rug in the living room. JR almost threw up several times while attempting to clean it all up. The rug ended up on the side of the road, because nope, the baby will not crawl around on a pooped out rug and after we kept discovering new "spots", we just gave up.
Some sad fool came by and picked up the rug from the side of the road....boy are they in for a surprise.
If I ever have another dog..."if"...it will be a three pound chihuahua. Surely one of those can't poop out a wheel barrell full like Layla proved she could do.
1 comment:
hahaha! oh man, poor layla. what did she get into? that sounds BAAAAADDDD.
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