I am tired of cleaning up dog shit, too. And for some reason Zilli’s decided he’d rather crap on the floor instead of in the litter box. I’ve spent the last half hour cleaning up animal poop. Half of that was spent cleaning the kitchen. When I was done with the kitchen I discovered that darling little Chantico, who had not deigned to go to the bathroom at all when I brought her out immediately before beginning to clean, had taken a dump in the foyer.
On the one hand I am grateful that she didn’t do it on the rug. On the other hand.
At least the headache I induced at the gym last night is gone. After staying in bed only two hours longer than I intended to this morning. :P
I’m seriously thinking that taking today off might be a good idea.
Zilli’s probably protesting the dog shit, in his inimitably unhelpful manner.