Not anymore!!!!

Here's a riddle for you. What do you get when you leave a big, white dog with access to a dirty litter box? A whole day full of fun, that's what.

When Mom came home she knew something was wrong. Dad had sequestered himself in the bedroom. He clawed at the closed window, a cloth over his nose and mouth, and mom knew that inside she would be faced with...

Well, it was a river because the house slopes. And because I drank the entire gallon bowl of water. And as much water was in the toilet. I tried to turn on the bath faucets but only got a trickle. Also because I ate not only the leavings in the litter box but also a lot of the litter. It is made of corn. And it is YUMMY.

Remember that post about the bamboo flors? They are still hard to stand on. But, guess what??? They don't soak and stink! You can clean them right up with a little multi-surface cleaner and a paper towel.

I've learned my lesson for today. Don't raid the litter box and drink all of the water... unless the 'rents are home to let me out when I feel pukey!

That Murphy guy is a whiz for bad luck, let me tell you.

You would think that Kimba and Simba being adopted tomorrow is a great thing, right? Well maybe not so much now! When Mom came home yesterday afternoon she noticed that Simba's eye was a little drippy and the skin around it kind of puffy. Even I know that this is usually the first sign of a kitty upper respiratory infection. This morning Simba sneezed a few times, too. 

If Murphy's Law is that if anything bad can happen it will and at the worst possible time then Murphy's Law of Rescue is that if an animal is getting adopted tomorrow then that animal will get sick today.