Today, it happened. I always suspected it would happen before now, being a pet sitter and all.......and just when I thought I was scot free......bam.
Today, I got pooped on. Yep, lovely runny poop, right down the leg. I've stepped in it, accidentally touched it when picking up during a dog walk; I've even wiped the occasional dog tush. But today was the day I got christened. Bless the poor dog's heart who did it; she is a particularly anxious pup. I thought I was helping her by picking her up, because she was scared of the Yorkies walking our way. Seems I made it worse, as she chose that moment to let loose. And boy, do I mean loose.......whew.
I suppose it's one of the milestones you achieve in this job......not that you ever want it to happen, but it's inevitable. You will get licked, peed on, and sneezed on. You'll clean up cat vomit and hairballs. You'll wipe noses, faces, and furry butts.
But, to me.....it's all worth it. And it sure does make for some awesome stories to tell......
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Hi, Cydney! I laughed while reading about your experience with puppy poop. And you know what I'm going to write now...it happened to me too! Guess who pooped on me? Yes, it was you my dearest daughter. And you sneezed on me, vomited on me, cried on me, etc., but I wouldn't give up a minute of those days when you were growing up. You are one of the great joys of my life, and nothing has or ever will change that. I love you. Give my love to Karl, and to my granddogs and cats - Izzy, Cassie, Snoopy, Carson, Josie, and all of the other cats in the family. See you soon! Mom
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