During the craziness of life I have found that when I keep my mind and thoughts positive things look better and lives are spared.
Like today, when the dog took a Goliath size dump right in front of the door I wanted to practice my blood-letting skills on her but instead, I took a deep breath and said “at least it’s on the ceramic tile.”
This outlook saved her life….and the fact that we are dog sitting a rambunctious 1yr old lab who wouldn’t let her do her business outside. He is a nut, a beautiful nut. His color is fox red and is personality is fiery! Our poor, fat, mellowed 5yr old lab experiences daily harassment and physical activity rape. With her eyes she pleads for salvation and questions whether his presence in our abode is permanent.
Although I believe a dog should physically combust before releasing any waste material in MY home, I gave her a one time pass. She will live to die another day!
Because usually the scene looks like this – ALL day long:
I try to talk to our fatty in the spirit of looking up and viewing thing positively. I explain that all of the exercise she is receiving is a good thing and will allow her to table surf for many more years. Then I throw her a piece of food.
Oh yea, incase I forgot to mention her most recent conquest was an entire mixed berry pie, a loaf of bread and a batch of bananas all of which were consumed in under two minutes. Really. I turned my back for two minutes and that’s when she preformed her perfected air assault, paw maneuver causing (in one swoop) those three items to fall from their secured spot on the counter and into her enormous gastric holding area.
She chose to dine on the mixed berry pie on the solo carpeted living space we have. It figures that the last piece of carpet left in our home was the feasting spot of my homemade, organic mixed berry pie that didn’t even touch my taste buds! But I got to experience the heart warming joy of cleaning up the residue….look how close she was to dining on wood….grrr.
It is still present but now faded. I have scrubbed. And scrubbed. I thought about taking her far away from home and dog dumping her butt and I smiled. When I realized that I would be the only one smiling, I decided to engage in some positive thoughts and secretly wished she developed an upset stomach or diarrhea – outside. It helped and again, her life was spared at the thought of her gut spasming and cramping. Looking up, it really works.
Now…how do I get this stain out of the carpet?????