Man, That Is Very Good

Our bathroom has been taken over by a psychotic Pekingese.

Do we have a sign out front that says "Unwanted, lost, stray animals, come on in!!"?

At 5:00 AM, Allison wakes me up to say we have a visitor on the front step. A fat, squat, dirty, stinky visitor.

No, not Danny DeVito! Our visitor appears to be a Pekingese..?

We brought him in with the intent of bringing him to a local vet to deal with, since Allie has the baby and our own mentally defective dogs to deal with, and Animal Control doesn't open unril 9:30AM.

So, we put it in the bathroom with some water. The next time we look in, it has climed into the bathtub. All right. We decide to move him to the garage so a) I can shower and b) before his putrid stench overpowers us.

I swear, this is one stinky dog.

Anyways, "Calm Stinky Dog" becomes "Psychotic Stinky Dog", barking, growling and snapping, and we can't remove it from the tub. So, I guess we are waiting until we can call Animal Control to come get the thing.

Oh yeah, and I get to wash m hair in the sink to try and get myself into shape to go to work.

Ingrate. See if we ever bring his stinky ass into the house again.




Update- Animal Control has taken Stinky away. Allison is now cleaning the bathroom to rid it of the smell. Seriously. Anyone walking in there would think someone left a decaying dead goose in the cupboard under the sink.

posted by Unknown @ 8:24 AM