Doo-Dee on The Floor in the Wee Wee Hours of the Night

I woke up last night and knew the deed had been done from the earlier butter episode by the “Someone’s Pooped Somewhere” fragrance. Yes, a liquid pile was on the living room floor. The culprit had not been Pippin, however, because she was in a crate next to my bed all night. I figured if she’d needed help, I could hear her before smell her. That didn’t happen.

I’m not sure who it was. My suspect list doesn’t coincide with those that were available to do the job last night. Lunchtime was uneventful, so I figure that must have been it last night. OK, I’m hoping the was it last night. I really am.


About Helen

I’m a Southern California living in South Florida. I’ve been here for 10 years as of October 1, 2007. No matter where I live, I’m a dog lover, and my breed is the Dobermann Pinscher of the Working Group. I am also fond of the Australian Shepherd of the Herding Group. My life revolves around my dogs, which is something those family members of mine don’t understand. So I’m an island in that respect, but have built friendships with those who are doggie lovers and respect the canine as much as I do. Some do rescue, some train in, compete in, and judge AKC trials. The common thread is our dogs are family.

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