Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Anxiety








My parents are coming back.

My parents decided to move to Alabama a couple of years ago. After almost seventy years in one state, how they could leave was beyond me, but it was their decision.

They are making a trip home. They will be here tomorrow around noon and spend the night. My sister is driving. I can’t wait to see them!!

I have cleaned and scrubbed and vacuumed and disinfected until my fingers are bleeding. I so want them to be comfortable. Linens are ready, towels folded and bathrooms disinfected.

Then the dog decides for the last two nights she’s going to SHIT in the middle of the living room floor.

I’ve told her she’s a bad dog. She drops her head below the sofa and looks at the mess with her tail wagging….”Did I do THAT?”

I’ve scrubbed and scrubbed and hit everything with vinegar. She appears offended. I’m appalled.

Now? She has to do this NOW?

Maybe she is picking up on my anxiety. Maybe she realizes she has to keep me busy.

Maybe she just decided to shit in the house and I’m about to kill her?

We’ll see how tonight goes. If she isn’t good, I’ll sick Grandma on her.

4 comments:

Verilion said...

Looks like a good healthy turd though. At least it's not runny.

dominic said...

Your doggie should get a job at a bratwurst factory!

Wanderlust Scarlett said...

Oh my goodness... what a good wicked giggle.

Well I hope she quits before grandma shows up... for her sake!

Battle of the lady of the house?


Scarlett & Viaggiatore

Absolute Vanilla (and Atyllah) said...

Oh I had to laugh. Reminded me of a time my parents came to stay and a rat went and died under the floorboards the week before. We couldn't get to it and we couldn't get rid of the smell - and yes, that was also after a week of scrubbing, cleaning and disinfecting. These things are sent to try us...
Maybe your pooch is just trying to tell you you're doing too much and she needs some of her own erm "perfume" in the place... ;-)