Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Dog Poo

A few months ago we were watching a friend's dog. I let her out to go potting in the morning and she came back in. Apparently she hadn't gone poop yet.

I was cleaning up the living room and Ben came out. He spelled like poo, which I thought was weird since I'd just changed him. I changed him again, no poo. I thought maybe he was just gassy. He walked past me a minute later and again, poo! I couldn't see it anywhere! I smelled his butt, and nothing. He walked past again and I could still smell it! I looked and there was poop on his face! I freak and grab him, thinking he'd pooped and even though he was in a sleeper, had somehow managed to stick his hands in his diaper.

I check again, no poo! This time, I can still smell it and search him. It's on his hands! Where did he get this poop? I then realized, it's dog poo!

I went into the play room and there was a small pile of dog poo, with two baby hand prints in it. He saw it, grabbed it, tasted it, didn't like it and let it be.

After scrubbing him and disinfecting him (you'll notice this is a common thread), I cleaned up the floor. (we own a high end carpet cleaner for obvious reasons)

It's just another day with Ben!

No comments:

Post a Comment

 
click for hit counter html code
free web hit counters