I had a few peeps come round on Saturday afternoon and gave me a hand. Then from six onwards.......it was me and the dogs. I let them out in the garden and they went back and forwards quite happily.
I carried on with the stripping. Strip walls, clear up, put in plastic bag and carry on stripping. Turn around and see two dogs attacking said plastic bag. Stop stripping and get another plastic bag and put stripped paper back in plastic bag........fecking dogs.
Carry on stripping. Hear dogs outside. Look out of window and see the dogs attacking my Clemitis (Some gardner will correct spelling). This is a climber that I have in a pot. Took two years to grow and they chewed the base part away. I am the proud owner of a dead Clemitis............fecking dogs.
Start getting tired at midnight. Let dogs out for last pee......and in the cage for bed.
Dogs howl at 2am........fecking dogs
Dogs howl at 3am.....fecking dogs
Dogs do not howl at 4am......start to like dogs
Dogs howl at 6 am........starting to really hate dogs
Get out of bed and let them out. After 20 minutes I let them in and jump into bed. A mate is coming over at 7am to give me a hand and I am knackered. Fall asleep immediately.
7am.....said mate is hammering at the door.......I jump out of bed (a put up one in the front room) and rush to the door.......minus my glasses. Reach door and go to grab handle. At this point...........a rush of realisation has just hit me. I have something squished between my toes!!!!!!!! "Them dogs have fecking shit in my house".................I now start to hop towards the bathroom...........at this point, something needs to be clarified. When decorating, you remove the carpet.............back to story..........hopping towards said toilet (minus glasses) and feel another sensation...........pain in my foot...........fecking carpet grips................I now have ten small up-turned nails stuck in my other foot...............cunumdrum...........which foot do you put down?
I then searched the house and found the little shits had done another two craps
. That was it..........they nearly left the house through the upstairs window.......and I wasn't going to open it. Boy......they can run fast when someone is chasing them.......they were lucky. Throghout the day they had another 3 craps. 24 hrs and 6 craps..........what are they being fed FFS. I even watched the little one have a crap and I swear it was nearly as big as it self :shock: So, after this event.........and a clean up.......I get back to stripping and finally complete the task by 10pm on Sunday night.
Dog sitting...................I'd prefer to tie a pork chop to my dick and hang it in a tank of crocodiles
Dave_Notts
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