Good morning everyone. I sit here at the computer at 6:15 in the am drinking my coffee and mustering up the courage to bathe Gizmo before I run out the door to work. The little furmonster went out to do his business when I woke up and instead found a nice warm pile of sh!! to roll around in. Now we are both gonna need another bath before I can leave. Why do they do this? Have always said he was a little on the iffy side. He's looking at me like "what's the prob mom?" My man, gotta love him....after his bath anyway.
