Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Hello, Karma? Are we about done with this whole crap phase?

Porter puppy's ass blew up tonight.

Conveniently, Charlie Brown was gone buying dessert.

I was bathing Punkinhead when all of a sudden, sniff sniff, "Hey who far..." I trailed off.

In unison, LMNOB and I shrilled, "Oh, EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW," as we spied the brown puddle on the bathroom floor. Said Hershey squirts also trailed down my carpeted stairs.

Punkinhead wailed, "It Stiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnkses, Mamaaaaaaaaa!"

Yeah, tell me about it.

It got cleaned up. The bathroom was fairly quick going, but the stairs?

Took me an hour of scrubbing with carpet cleaning granules and vaccuuming.

I was not able to commence my homework until 9:00pm - so I was a bit growly about that.

I'm just wondering what the heck I did to deserve this.

Note to Karma: I would really prefer some sphincter control vibes sent my way. That or Mike Rowe needs to come live with me.

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  1. *handing Heather a nose clip*

  2. EW! Nasty. I admit i'm not a dog fan, and here is reason #235!


  3. Hey Red,
    Checking in with you friend! :) Hang in there girl...you just named one of the million little reasons I'm a people person and not a pet person...though poop is poop and no kind is pleasant! Hugs to you!