Strategic error number ONE: Discarding used feminine products in the bathroom trashcan.
Strategic error number TWO: Forgetting to close the bathroom door.
Strategic error number THREE: Not keeping an eye on the dogs while cooking dinner.
Result: A scene of utter carnage, including a trail of bloody paw prints leading from the bathroom into the bedroom, where the worst debris was found.
Does anyone know how to get bloodstains out of beige carpet? Thanks.
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Meat tenderizer and peroxide. Form a paste, rub into the stain, blot.
Repeat as necessary.
Club soda
Thanks, AD!
I appreciate it. :)
Thank YOU, Edward!
H2O2
old nurses trick
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( mrs Sci Fi)
lol WV dizater, what happen when the dog get into the trash when you know what lol... also happened here
Thank you Ms.B.!
I wish I had a recording of the squeel you made on the phone when you noticed the bathroom door ajar.
EEKKKK. I have a bodily fluid clean up kit in my bag, always a conversation starter on a date.
Brigid, I'm sure that was a fun phone call for you...LOL!
And the kit in your bag? Use it as a litmus test: those who don't run away screaming at the sight of it are worthy of a second date!
Aiiieee. But I've been there, unfortunately. Believe it or don't. And I helped with the clean-up, too, being the kind and gentle sort I AM. I'll admit that knowing which side my bread is buttered had something to do with that.
Buck, that's because you're definitely NOT a dummy!
We had a rat terrier that threw little doggie fits when he did not get to go with us. Usually his "debris" was waiting on us at the front door. It is always a bit crazy to come home to a trail of feminine products through out the house.
BagBlog, that sounds very passive-aggressive of him! This was really MY fault, though, for not making sure the bathroom door was closed. And Harley horked up an entire tampon last night, too. *sigh*
Oh, man.
Just... oh, man...
Not only nasty, but *nasty with flashbacks*...
LOL, you crack me up, SCI-FI!
Those are definitely NOT the kind of flashbacks I'm interested in. Yuck.
I'm losing it! This is going to go down in my memories as one of my most favorite blog posts of all time. Fortunately, my dogs have never delved into the feminine products. However, when my Lab was younger and suffered from severe separation anxiety, I came home from town one day to find that I could not see the living room floor. He spilled bins of beads, chewed the corners of approximately a dozen hardcover books, managed to pull down and consume an entire can of cake frosting and two loaves of bread...it was insane. Gotta love the dogs!!!
Shannon, sometimes I'm amazed that dogs have managed to survive, considering the fact that they do stuff that makes us want to kill 'em (temporarily, of course)!
I hope your lab got over his separation anxiety...or that you crate trained him!
My Kodi is now 8 years old and too overweight to be voraciously anxious. When he worries, he whines instead of acting out. We had some difficult times with corraling him on the few occasions I had to leave the ranch, but got through it all without anymore frosting consumption. We've got one dog that is the same age as he is and 4 more coming up behind him...but he's still my number 1!!
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