The Day After...

 I am going to first start off by saying "I'm sorry mommy and daddy.  I made a mess!"  When my mommy and daddy woke up this morning they looked around because daddy said he remembers me whining in the middle of the night and putting me on the floor and picking me back up.  Daddy is so used to doing this because I used to whine all the time.  I think I did this because I could tell something was wrong with me.  Anyways, mommy scouted out the house and saw that there was a big poop pile and a diarrhea pile on the Virginia Tech rug.  I'm not claiming the pile of poop, but they know that the diarrhea was definitely me.  I will also say, that the pee pad that Zoey has been laying on...yeah, well, let's just say I claimed that for myself in the middle of the night as well.  Daddy also said he felt something in the bed.  When he pulled the covers down, he found poop all in the bed.  Oops!!!  Mommy and daddy immediately went to work.  Zoey and I needed to go outside so daddy stayed inside and began cleaning.  He got some gloves and cleaned everything up.  He moved all of the blankets to the laundry room and put them in the washer.  After this was all done, mommy and daddy started giving the house a good clean.  I am not sure why, but usually it means someone might be coming over.  Unless it's very dirty - in that case they just clean.  After they were done with that, we all went for a car ride.  Mommy and daddy had some errands to run so they brought me and Zoey along with them.  We even got to take a ride into the city to pick up daddy's music stuff.  It was such a long ride.  During the entire ride, I kept ripping some nasty ones. They were pretty bad.  Once we got home, mommy and daddy put everything away that they had gotten.  I am pretty much just loungin' around the house now.  I am still a bit tired from my chemo treatment.

Aren't you done cleaning yet?

Relaxing during our car ride.