Poop disaster update. poor Widget

I hope it's over now. Widget was sick, it really wasn't her fault we were having a poop disaster. A visit to the vet and a big bill and a big bag of drugs for the dog later...we might be getting better today. She has eye drops, and stuff to add to her food, and antibiotics, and a pill. Weeee fun.

She did sleep through the night and not sneak anywhere to leave poop for me to wake up to--can you hear the angels singing?

Poop Disaster

Yes. I said it. Poop Disaster. I don't have kids so the universe decided I should have poop from another source. Maybe since The Mrs hasn't told a poop story recently it was my turn. *insert laughter and hugs for the Mrs here* Or something. Widget is pooping. Not a lot, just enough to make me insane. You have to understand, if you have seen the movie Wall-E, I'm Mo. LT Dan and Lisa call me Mo quite a LOT. Poop.on my carpet.makes me crazy.

I've cleaned the carpets, the entire house. I was hoping (no, make that praying) that she was done, but 'lo this morning, more poop in the hall and the guest room. I'm out of stuff to clean up poop with.

Widget will never go to that "bed and breakfast" to stay ever again. Tonight she may find herself sleeping in the kitchen. Enough is enough.

I promise to make the post I was really going to make later today, right now I have to go to the store and get pet stain stuff then see if the baby steam cleaner will fix this. Or maybe I'll have to haul out the big one and clean the guest room and hall yet again.

Constant Companion

This is Widget. This picture was taken when she was three months old.

Widget is a Japanese Chin. This means she is queen of the world. She's is smart, full of energy, has her own internal clock, never fails to tell you when it is time to eat, walk, play, go to bed, stop being in one room when my husband is in another, or give her a greenie.

Lt Dan says she "bridges" us, if I am in one room and he is in another, Widget will nag me to go to the room he is in, or if I refuse (and I always do), she will park somewhere in between, where she can supervise both of us. We need supervision you know....

At five months, this was Widget's favorite activity while I was doing morning things. Every morning, without fail. Now, at the ripe old age of four, soon to be five, she pulls kleenex out of the bathroom bin and shreds them on the bedroom floor (if I don't catch her first). At least I got her to stop doing this to the toilet paper!

Widget looks like a fru fru dog but the truth is she's a pistol. She's full of energy, walks great distances and after a short nap is ready to go again. She's tough, she can run full on into something and she just huffs, blows her nose out and carries on. She is definitely a companion dog and it is good that I don't work outside the home. Widget's breed does not do well being left alone all day, they need their people. If I worked every day she would have to go to doggy day care or something. Widget has moved to new homes four times in her four years and adapted to them all in her cheery Widget owns the world way--she's wonderful at adapting.

Here is Widget today. She is my constant companion. Widget commutes the 71/2 hours in the car with me to and from The Cave and the Sunny Place usually without complaint. Yesterday we came back to the Sunny Place from The Cave and she did something very odd. As I was unloading the car, she kept getting back in it. I put a doggy bed in the front seat and she wears her harness which then gets attached to the seat belt to hold her stable for sudden stops etc. She appeared to be none too happy about being here and not having my husband. It's the first time she's ever done that. She got back into the car four times and finally believed me when I said we were staying here for a while--and moped, for a long time. Hot nose, little tears from her eyes, sad face. It was pitiful.

Did I mention? She's not spoiled? No, not one bit.