The Tall Tale of the Precision Pooper
So, as you may or may not know, Chloe is a pain in the ass when it comes to potty time. I guess I have to cut her a little slack because my sister and I share custody (long story–but great to have some downtime–like being able to go out at night after work because I don’t have to rush home to the pup). Well, anyhow, so she’s back in the city after a long time in the burbs, and this generally creates poop havoc…that is, she doesn’t– poop, that is. I am guessing, there is a potty adjustment period. But finally, last night, it came. Very, very precisely.
And I just, I just want to KILL HER. But I can’t.