WARNING: If you don't want to hear about crap do not read.
Brian has just started the Nuro Surgery rotation, which he does not particularly like. Since they round on their patients 2x a day and the second one is at 5:00 p.m. he is hard to get in touch with at this time. Funny because 5:00 p.m. was exactly the same time I had arrived to find my surprise. I decided there was no way I could clean up all that poo. Next I texted Brian 10x to get all of the details of my crises out and then I decided to stay at the park with Foster until he could go home and clean the apt and get the smell out. To make things better a bird pooped on my skirt while I was at the park. I was like are you kidding me? seriously?
Finally Brian got home and after two and a half hours of sitting in the park I was starving. While Brian cleaned the floors (he used a bed sheet that he took from the hospital and cut it into rags) I went and had a nice relaxing diner to myself and came home to a nicely cleaned apt. Thank you Brian for being the most wonderful pooper scooper and getting out of brain surgery to come clean up crap.
P.S. I must say I think we do have the craziest dog stories when it comes to poo. Can you ever say you had a dog poop in your bed or in the back seat of your car with in a couple months of each other. That's OK we still love and miss Shiner Burke too.
