i am feeling better today, enough that i can now share what i did, to poor middle dog. some of you have seen on fb, and made comments, and honestly, made me feel so much better. i still feel bad though.
so on monday night, my fiance came home, and went up, had his shower got changed and asked me if our bed room smelled funky. YES!! it smells weird in there! so we agreed in the morning, my task was to clean, do laundry and fix that aweful funk. while trying to flip the matress and change sheets , i decided the crates (that are in a row beside my side of the bed) werent in a good position, small dogs crate was away from the others, and middle dogs was too far into the corner that fiance couldnt open his half of the closet properly , so i decided a rearrange was needed. i pullled the crates out, to find POOP all down the wall in the corner. i thought it was odd, that middle dog didnt get the runs or anything, with changing over to new kibbles right away. OH BUT SHE DID! in her crate! and i didnt notice it, becuase her beds very dark, and the room isnt very well lit. i pulled her bed out of her crate and it was encrusted in poop. and me, worst mother of the year, had been making her sleep on a shit encusted pillow, for about a week. A-HOLE!! she saw me pull her bed out, and took off down the hall and cowered in a corner. i crawled over to her, and cried my eyes out that shes not introuble, and how sorry i am. its mummys fault. i went out later and got tht things i needed to make her a new bed. cleaned out all the poop. and now she has a nice, clean crate, and brand new bed in it, all poop free. i am still pretty pissed at my self for not checking her crate. but she seems to be over it, so im working to get over it too. its over. all is clean. my poor little pupper.
Awww Miss Mom ovs Dogs, wee likes to hide turdlets fur o0ur Momster to finds, Missi is specshully goods at it n her can hides lots n lots lots wivsout da Moms knowin . Behind da old couch wos a plethora ( oooh hark ats us usin posh wordlets )vs likkle dried ups Missi turdles, don'ts feels badsome bouts it wee don't gets worrisome outs fings likes dat unless wee finks wee gonna gets in trubs. Yor likkle doggy knows nows her not gonna gets in trubs fur da odds accident so her nots gonna frets about now.
ReplyDeleteCheer up yoo is a fabby, funs n lovin Mommy
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behind the couch?! thats sneaky! i am feeling much better about it today, knowing she slept on a clean, brand new bed last night
DeleteDon't feel too bad - it happens. ...and yes, we've always wondered why the crate pans can't be in a lighter color!
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it wasnt even so much the crate liner, it was her actual bed, which was dark dark navey blue, with flowers on it. in a dark dark corner. poor girlie. glad were both getting over it
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