they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

and then, i dry heaved over the kitchen sink.

yesterday evening, i was just settling down with a glass of chardonnay and american idol on dvr. but kolby wasn't happy. he needed to pee.

so out we went. to this patch of grass where all the dogs eliminate. but kolby wasn't focusing. he was running around. jumping. wiggling. eating things. i finally got sick of it and swiped the last gulp of something out of his mouth with my right pointer finger.

that's when i felt it.
mushy. cold. wet. dog poop.
the nastiness that was once in kolby's mouth was now knuckle deep on my finger.
and at that moment, i wanted to die.
instead, i pretended like there was nothing on my finger by holding it away from my body and out of sight as kolby and i sprinted inside.
i dry-heaved the entire way to the kitchen. that's where i scrubbed. and then sanitized. three times.

so yeah. that's the story of the evening i stuck my finger in a pile of dog poo that resided inside the mouth of my cute little puppy.

4 Comments:

  • At 10:25 AM, Blogger emawkc said…

    "...i stuck my finger in a pile of dog poo that resided inside the mouth of my cute little puppy."

    Still, I'd rather do that than sit through five minutes of American Idol.

    ;-D

     
  • At 11:22 AM, Blogger Kat said…

    Our rescue, Ginger, eats her own...eliminations. It has to do with her abusive background and we've tried everything to make her stop--to no avail. And with two dogs and a kid, I can't watch her all the time in the backyard to stop her. The worst is when she burps....blech. Poop burps by a gross dog are the worst. With that one, we have a strict no-licking policy.

     
  • At 2:07 PM, Blogger Faith said…

    Jake finally appears to have given up his love for the poop. We don't know what did it, but we're awfully grateful!

    He likes to chew on wood of all sorts now. Including the new bookcase from C&B in the living room, and in particular the bark from the tree in the backyard that he strips off with his very own teeth, and brings into the house like a trophy only to whittle it down to chunky disgustingness all over our rug and wood floors.

    He's SUCH a jerk.

     
  • At 10:15 PM, Blogger Spyder said…

    UGH! No Kolby kisses!

     

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