WARNING: not for the faint of heart
What have I done? I have always been a person who firmly believes when you adopt an animal she becomes part of the family. Last Saturday we adopted June, our yellow lab. This past Tuesday we adopted Mae, our calico kitten.
At 6:30 this morning I awoke to the desperate cries of June needing to go out. I came downstairs to be greeted by the rancid smell of poop-coated puppy. Horrified, I got dressed to my shoes and took her outside to go potty (and if possible more poop). She sniffed around for a few minutes and ran back to the door to go in. She ran to the kitchen to her water bowl. Two seconds later, she started to urinate on my kitchen floor. I instantly shrieked, “NO JUNE! STOP! POTTY OUTSIDE!” and grabbed her to take her out. That resulted in a trail of potty from my kitchen to my front door. I tried to go back in without letting her in but didn't succeed. I did however succeed in slamming three fingers in the screen door. I went in for the leash and let out a very therapeutic (and very loud), “AAAAAACK!!!” I then took June to the backyard and hooked her up with the leash to the inside of the fence.
On the way back in to the house, this was my mental conversation:
Okay. You’re not going to have a crap of a day like yesterday.
Haha crap, that’s very funny.
Ew. She pottied and pooped in my house.
She’s just a puppy with a bladder infection and not yet housetrained.
She’s a part of the family.
What have I done? NO. No disposable pets in our home.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Repeat as necessary.
I need to read my scriptures. We completely missed scripture reading yesterday. That’s what the problem is.
Show the kids through example, that these things happen and I can deal with it and still be nice to June.
Start singing a happy song. Put on a happy face. DO IT!
Use the toilet scrubbing gloves. Definitely use the gloves. I don’t want to go to the ward social tonight smelling like poop and pine-sol. Gloves are nice. Stop thinking about what happened and deal with it.
Thank you FlyLady, for the inspiration to get dressed to my shoes.
What a blessing to have early morning poop and potty in my home. Now my floors are nice and shiny clean, I’ve already decided it’s going to be a good day, and G is singing “When we’re helping, we happy.”