12.25.2009

what's that smell?

I will tell you all about Christmas later. (Thanks to the best boyfriend in the whole wide world for making it special even though plans changed. xoxo) Right now though, I want to tell you a little story.

We were dog-sitting the neighbor's dog, Tootsie, all week. I thought she and Blossom found something rank to roll around in the grass outside, because every time I was sitting near them on the couch, they stunk to high heaven. I thought they had infested everything in the house - the couches, the blankets, the throw pillows, etc. At one point I was even sitting next to Larry and told him that he smelled. I thought maybe he had really bad breath or smelly feet or that he had been sitting on a smelly blanket and it rubbed into his clothes.

Well, I was sitting on the couch indian-style and saw that I had something on my warm pink fuzzy slipper sock. I looked closer and even gave it a little sniff, as it looked like chocolate. Um... not chocolate. It was DOG POOP! I was the source of the stench!

I quickly apologized to Larry for insinuating that he was the source, then threw the socks in the washer and jumped in the shower. The lesson I learned today.... "he who smelt it, dealt it."

6 comments:

sarahsmile3 said...

Eeeeeeeew!

larry said...

You didn't tell the whole story, you have a history with poop. Love you anyways!

sarahsmile3 said...

A poop history? Do tell!

Amy said...

Yuck! Admitedly, I have been in your socks ;-)

"Miss Bee" said...

I wouldn't say I have a "history" with poop... but I may or may not have stepped in a "surprise" in the yard and brought it in the house. Larry keeps picking up what he thinks are leaves - but end up being little pieces of poop. Ha!

larry said...

Does Oktoberfest at NXNW ring a bell?