The CUS pack was restless at the shop tonight, so bf asked them if they wanted to go home early. They said YES!!!!! Well they barked it. You know what I mean. He drops them off at home and comes back to the shop.
Fast forward a few hours, we get home, and MIL tells us Smokey pooped on the stairs. She said she was walking downstairs and saw something on the ground. She picked it up thinking it was a grape she dropped on the way up to her room from the kitchen. As soon as she touched it, she said, Uh oh, too late! LOL. It was poop!!! She looked around the corner and there were three more pieces! I asked her, was it still warm or cold? Warm, she said.
She said she knew it was Smoksters bc she called to him and he wouldn't come, and Smokey LOVES MIL.
Oops.
That's what happens when we change their schedule I guess.