It’s mashed in pretty good. I already got some on my hands last night and that was enough for me.
Mashed in is never a phrase you want to hear in connection with dog poo.
Not for the level of grossness you’ve described, but for anyone with similar/less fecal situation in future: I’ve had really good results scrubbing mine down with the car wash soap brush, then power rinse. It didn’t occur to me for years that that was part of the reason car washes have clips to hang the mats.
I’m sick. Wetness is coming out of my head endlessly. I do not like it.
I was craving a specific chip dip and the store was sold out. I had to settle for another one, which is not as satisfying because I want the one I couldn’t get.
Awww hell naw
The main pair of maternity pants I wear has ripped in the inner thigh. I’m too close to the end to buy new ones, but everything else is way less comfortable.
The kitten likes to open the dry goods cupboard and the dogs like to eat the dry goods.
My phone was under the passenger seat of the car, so basically I had it with me all day, except I didn’t. The car was searched three times. Just posting this in hopes someone else will find their phone the first time instead of thinking “It couldn’t have slid that far under…”
I need to go have a quite tough conversation with my rear neighbors (yes, those same ones who are too nosey) and I’m getting all kinds of anxious about it as the time when I don’t run into them goes on (I’m not going over to knock).
Wear nothing but the ripped pair unless you leave the house?
The problem is living in an apartment with a dog, I might get dragged out at any time. I also tend to come and go a lot throughout the day. Changing is a Herculean undertaking right now, involving stops to breathe and sit down so a “quick change” just isn’t a thing for me, alas. Otherwise not a bad idea! Just not really compatible with my lifestyle/level of struggle.
I’m sick, and I don’t want to be sick. Also it’s 35 degrees today and that is Too Hot.
I forget about the apartment/dog logistics. Even though we’re taking our old guy out morning and night now that he’s gotten less surefooted and more timid, it still doesn’t matter what I wear as long as I put on shoes for the terrain. No one can see; if it weren’t for weather and insects, I could take him in nothing but my boots…
Ew, snow.
Dog. Anal glands.
Also, dog hair. While we’re at it.
Yes. I did not approve. My whinge is DH turned the aircon on at bedtime and didn’t set the timer so it would turn off automatically.
I’m sorry, that’s not OK!
We may or may not get some on Halloween. Those poor kids.
Smacky, you need childproof locks for the cabinets. Girl Kitty learned how to open them and one day I came home from work to find coffee mugs smashed all over the floor. For people with no kids we sure have a shitload of childproofing supplies in use in our apartment!
It’s one of those open-faced cabinets, roughly like this but without the door.
I added sliding wood panels for doors, that I intend to paint geometric designs on to really emphasize the retro/ midcentury modern thing. I will also add knobs and maybe little hooks to keep them closed, even when kitten is on the loose. Should finishing this project be my November goal?