Otis had a Massive Dingleberry.... ......and stamped poop all over my sheets at 2:30 a.m. in the morning!!!!
I couldn't yell at him because it wasn't his fault.
I kept wondering why he was at the edge of the bed, and when I reached down to bring him up by my side, I caught a whiff, and sure enough. The lights flew on and I let him stand in the bathtub while I ripped all my poop-stamped sheets off the bed!! I've been doing laundry all morning.
This is probably the fifth time this has happened since I've owned him.
ANyone else share this ghastly experience? |