I got a call at like 4:20 this afternoon from Chad while I was still at work.
Me: Hey you, how was your da...
Chad: HEY, WHAT DID YOU FEED THE DOGS THIS MORNING?!
Me: Um, nothing other than their regular food - why?!
Chad: (FREAKING OUT!) BECAUSE I WALKED INTO THE HOUSE AND IT SMELLED LIKE POOP. I WALKED INTO THE OFFICE AND JUST STOOD THERE IN SHOCK. MEL POOPED ALL OVER HER CAGE AND GOT IT ALL OVER THE CARPET, THE WALL, THE BOOKCASE, THE FAN AND HERSELF!!! Allie pooped in her cage but she was ok. I GOTTA GO FIGURE OUT WHAT THE HELL I'M GOING TO DO, THEY'RE STILL IN THEIR CAGES AND I HAVE BRYNN! Love you, bye. Click.
On Monday, we had just worked on the yard and Chad basically chopped down two bougainvillas. What didn't fit into our recycle trash bin thing went in a big pile in our side yard. The only thing that I can think of is that they ate some of it this morning while I was getting ready for work. We're keeping an eye on them, they seem to be doing ok and I really hope they learned their lesson.
By the time I got home, Chad had everything all cleaned up. He said that Mel was such a mess, he just stood there trying to figure out how to get her out of her cage without getting poop all over the place, and himself. He laid a big towel down on the ground and then had Mel stand on it. Then, he wrapped her up in a bigger towel and carried her into the tub. Let me tell ya, Mel's a big dog and Chad has a HORRIBLY sensitive stomach. Not a good combination. You won't get any more details than that.
It's 10:22pm and the house still smells like poop.
Like I said, top that. Here's a picture of them from last year, Allie's on the left and Mel's on the right.
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