I heard Zoey scratching on my door but it was 3 am or something and I was like "girlfriend can wait!"
Apparently, I was wrong. She couldnt wait. There's nothing like smelling dog crap where ever you walk in the morning. And at first, I couldnt find it! Zoey is a big dog and the smell was everywhere. How could I not find the origin of the odor??!!
Well I found it. Thankfully (and i mean that in the most relative way ever) it was on hardwood floor. I got like 4 good handfuls of the "nuggets" before I even got to the wet stuff (a reason why I personally dont feed dogs wet dog food but whatever).
Finally I got the grabbable stuff up and then was left with what was smeared into the floor. And some of the hardwood floor doesnt meet perfectly creating cracks. And so I had to get a butter knife and scrape it all out. The smell was still horrible. Im thinking the bulk of the dog crap is put away so therefore the smell should be diminished. But apparently bad odor just exists and isnt based on mass of the crap it came from.
To make a 30 minute gag inducing story short ... thanks to Comet, that butterknife and a strong stomach, the house is free of any [seeable] dog poop. And [smellable] dog poop smell.
GOOOOO NIKI! WE'RE NUMBER ONE WE'RE NUMBER ONE!
So thats my adventures in dog sitting story.
PS. I was not mad at Zoey at all. Shes a very good dog and this was just an accident. I felt bad for her because diarrhea can be a bad thing for a dog to go through.
I mean, thats what I've read ...
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