with half the office gone, i decided to let my dogs “go on vacation” by bringing them into work for the day. while i unlock the office door, i let the dogs go potty on the lawn before bringing them in. scout, the big wussy that he is in the rain, finds the closest tree, quickly takes a leak, then darts indoors. pepper was taking her pretty little dainty time. “go potty. it’s potty-time.” sniff, sniff, sniff. “pepper, go potty.” then suddenly, the side of her face goes down on the ground with her rump stickin’ in the air (otherwise known as the downward-facing-dog pose, for all you yoga masters out there), and rub, rub, rub — right in POOP. awesome, little one. is that how much you love your mom? so sweet of you.
and that’s how my day started — with handsoap and a trashcan full of water giving my dog a make-shift bath at work to wash the poop off her face and neck. yuck. guess it’s gonna be one of those days.