My apartment is usually not this clean on a Friday.
On a typical Friday, my apartment looks like something between a police raid and episode of Hoarders.
But not today! Today my apartment is fabulously clean.
Why? Because my labradoodle puppy is sick. It started with horrifying scene in the kennel this morning and continued throughout the morning and afternoon.
So today has been a series of emergency dog walks, laundry cycles, and floor/kennel scrubbings.
Ingrid even had to get a bath or two. Good thing our building has a full “dog spa” with professional wash tubs and dryers.
Ingrid unamused after she gets bathed at the iLume Park dog spa.
Ingrid glaring after her bath.
Ingrid the Labradoodle getting a bath at the dog spa.
Hopefully the explosiveness urgency of the situation will lessen this evening – we are under a tornado watch and I don’t want to be the idiot who gets killed because he was picking up dog poop during a tornado.
I almost took the afternoon off of work to deal with her, but “my dog is sick and turning my apartment into a portapotty/health-hazard!” sounds too crazy. Maybe I’ll invest in doggy diapers next time?
On the bright side, the apartment smells great, now. What a glamorous way to start the weekend!
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