If you’re coming here today for anything other than a good old fashioned “laugh at Jaelan’s life” post, you may be disappointed. As you may have guessed, this post is about bodily functions.
Do you know what is just stinking hilarious? Poop. Or at least my dogs think so.
This week, I took to Twitter to get a little perspective about this issue.
What do you do when 1 ? poops in the house and the other eats it? Every. Single. Day. Asking for a friend.
— Jaelan | MakingMrsM (@MakingMrsM) August 5, 2015
Lately, we have had some sort of poop phantom. Someone keeps pooping on the bathroom rug, and someone else keeps eating it up. Every day… When we are home. These pooches are sneaky.
For weeks we have tried to crack the case, and for weeks we have been left with only skid-mark trace evidence. Who’s doing which?
Meanwhile, I doused myself in bleach every time one of our
sweet doggies gave me an unsolicited kiss.
It seemed we were doomed. I had resigned myself to thinking the poop phantoms would be with us forever. We speculated a lot.
It’s totally Sami. Sami poops all the time.
-Wait, so Teddy is eating the poop? That doesn’t sound like her…
—However, Sami is the pig. She’ll eat anything.
And so the cycle continued. We’d find skid marks, and the accusations would swirl.
So, you tell me. Who’s the pooper and who’s the bandit?
I’ll tell you friends. I’ll tell you.
The other evening, while having a nice night at home, we discovered who the poop bandit was.
John and I were watching Parks and Rec, as we do, and all of a sudden my attention was broken by Teddy trotting into the living room.
That was weird. I thought she was on the couch.
Then it hit me–THE POOP BANDIT!
John rushed back to the bathroom, and what he found was Sami… standing over the rug, with her head bent, eyes fixed on John, smacking. There were small bits of poop left abandoned on the bathroom rug–Teddy poop.
And just like that, the phantom poop mystery was solved…
Please tell me you’ve all had something like this happen to you? Please.