I'm tired. Last night I came home to a disaster zone. Danté stays in a large cage while i'm at work, divided -- a smaller portion with a gel mat and fleece blanket (his crate bed) and a larger portion with a puppy pad. He had TWO visitors while i was away!!! He had his spoonful of yogurt and was played with by each visitor. He had his puppy pad changed to a fresh one.
I don't know what happened between then and me coming home at 3:00 am... but Danté poo'd three times and marched all through it. There was poo everywhere. There was poo on the wall, there was poo across the room, there was poo all over my hardwood floors. The poo was CAKED onto his paw pads and he had to have a bath. It took some tough scrubbing to get the poo off of his paws. His mat had to be scrubbed, fleece washed and dried and entire crate disinfected. I am totally lucky I have a good, well adjusted playful puppy. But I was frustrated last night. I feel bad for him, and I feel bad for me -serving drinks all night to 200+ poker players for 8 hours and then coming home to a poo war zone is unexplainably unpleasant
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I wish there was an option for doggie care during the hours i work. 6pm-2am