Ur-ine Trouble, Mister!!!

This post is for my baby. Not the one on the way, but the one I already get to hold every day. My first true love. My handsome prince. My booboo. My scootsie. My pup.

I am so mad at him I could die.

I woke up this morning and saw that he had peed on his pee-pad overnight. So I gave him a treat. I praised him. I told him 'good boy'. I loved him back to sleep.

Then I turned the lights on and saw what he had really done. He had, indeed peed on his pee-pad. He had made the corner of it appear like he got some good use out of it. Sike. He missed most of the pee pad by a mile, thus allowing his urine to drive through all of the little roadways in the tile. Every. Last. One. My entire bathroom floor was swept with pee. It took two towels- adult sized towels- and about 40 kitchen towels to clean up; plus a lot of bleachy-cleany-earthy-friendly stuff. The bottoms of my jammie pants are now yellow tinted, and I straight up smell like pee. Darn dog. I didn't spank him. He just tried and missed, right? and he's so cute, and asleep. And old. Ugh. The only part of the bathroom his wetness didn't get to was the bath mat. "Good" I thought. I had just washed it the night before. I leaned in to turn on the shower... and my foot hit a wet spot. I took a deep breath, picked up the bath mat and threw it in the laundry with the other seemingly dozens of pee soaked towels. Twice in one night? WHAT ARE YOU DRINKING?! Whatever- I was already going to be late. At this point I'm flustered. I go to iron some pants and they take forever to iron. Ugh, corduroy, you annoy me. I finish the forever-to-iron pants and slip them on. Or not. They don't fit me anymore. Awesome. So I guess I'll wear the same pants I wore yesterday. What? They're black, no one cares. I get to my closet. My foot hits a wet spot.

"You are kidding me. You are kidding me. You are KIDDING ME!!!" - My brain.

Not a joke. My handsome prince peed 3 times in 1 night. 3 different spots. And tricked me with the side shot to the pee-pad.

I was so "pissed" (heehee)

Until Next Time,
The Guff