10:57pm
Okay. Oh wow.
The worst thing has just happened. I will never recover!
The sweet angel fell asleep at 6:00pm after being very very fussy ALL DAY, so I think, “Yes! I will go buy beer!”
So, I do.
Walking back from the store I step in the BIGGEST PILE OF DOG(HORSE?) SHIT I HAVE EVER SEEN. It is so big it surrounded my entire shoe and sloshed inside of it and splattered all over my legs. And I still have 4 blocks to go ‘til home so I just have to keep going and i can literally feel it in the crooks of my knees as I’m walking and crying.
I’m never leaving the house again. I have PTSD. I’m going on disability and becoming an adult baby.
Please. PLEASE clean up after your dogs. Especially if they are 80 lb pit bulls or whatever.
13 notes, August 25, 2011