Hi G-Fans!
SO, I considered not writing tonight and let the concierge sleep as she is want to do these days...
However...
Nature took over my decision.
I guess I am having the same issue as Bertie.
The concierge woke up sometime after falling asleep at the computer in the royal boudoir to the wafting aroma of diarrhea.
She assumed it was Bertie again until she got into the kitchen, turned on the light, and did not see anything there other than what should be there and the odor had receded.
She turned and looked where she had come from and there was a trail....
She stepped in what I left behind, and boy, I really left behind something spectacular.
It was much more liquid than the liquid cat and the odor persists even now.... after the mess has been removed, the rug has been removed to the raining exterior and room spray has been applied.
Oh, and the concierge's slippers have been cleaned off.....
I don't think the concierge is mad at me 'cause she gave me doggie-safe chocolate as a snack a few minutes ago and no one else got any, she even pushed Raphael away when he wanted a snortful.
And yet....
I am now downstairs giving her these pearls to record.... telepathically....
And she left me outside for quite awhile after she found the pile, and it is drizzly and yucky out.
So, I am not 100% sure of my standing right now....
The concierge is wondering why I didn't ask her to get myself outside if I was having the urge....
I don't have to answer that...
And I won't.
It just isn't something I want to discuss.
So, may you find yourself counting your blessings,
even when you are knee deep in life's pools of poop!
You will find them if you look!
TTFN!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL!
-G
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| "I can't look...." |
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| "I wish I had an Alka Seltzer" (said in a sing-songy voice with the expectation of hearing "you ate it Ralph" in response...). |
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| "Boy, it smells around here, and I am not talking pretty!" |
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| "Don't look at me....I didn't do anything!" |
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| "It really is stinkeroo around here!" |
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| "I am feeling a little low...." |
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