So it's my birthday on Saturday and we go over to my in-laws house for dinner. My MIL and FIL live two doors down from me and I always tell people it's kind of like "Everybody Loves Raymond" without the funny.
So I insist on bringing Saydee because it's my birthday and I get to do that on my birthday, right?
So we walk into the house and I ease Saydee into the family room near my FIL's big chair. Of course I have her leash on, just to be on the safe side, even though we'd already pottied outside before we headed in. She's been there before many times, but she's only 16 weeks and you never know when the pee might start flowing...
MIL gives me a hug and I glance over at FIL who is sitting in his big chair, and I see Saydee taking a huge diarrhea poop on the floor RIGHT IN FRONT OF my father-in-law's chair
The rest of the evening went downhill from there. After my husband and I cleaned up the poop, we had to break up an emotional argument between our 19-year-old-son and his grandfather and then pretend everything was normal and okay while we ate very dry fried fish for dinner (I don't even like fish and let me remind you - it's supposed to be my
I finally put in my time, and I bring Saydee home to pour myself a glass of wine. My husband remains at the in-laws, just to avoid any more disasters, and I proceed to let Saydee out to pee and sit down in my favorite chair to log in to Havanese Forum. I'm enjoying perusing the posts, and I glance at my fluffy furbaby with love in my eyes, only to see Saydee taking another
dump directly in front of me, planting turd after turd on my lovely Chinese rug. I've never seen so much poop come out of such a small creature in such a short period of time.
Let's just say I cleaned it up, cut my losses and went to bed. Happy Birthday to me!
P.S. I'm 29 and there's no way you can prove otherwise.