ok, i'm glad we covered that. moving on:
last night at about 3:40 am, as i was finally about to drift off into sleep, my dog nudges me indicating she needs to go outside and relieve herself. so i walk her downstairs and let her out in the backyard. something you should know about zoe, my dog, is that she has severe seperation anxiety and does not like to leave my side for a second (as i type she's curled up on the floor, head resting on my foot looking up at me). so usually she runs out, does her business, and runs right back inside and plants herself next to me, if not on me in some fashion. she's a yorkie, so thats easily done.
but last night she was outside for nearly five minutes, which is out of character. something was afoot. so i opened the door and called out her name and made the kissey noise which always sets her running. nothing. i call her name again and she comes slowly trudging back with her head hung low. she looks up at me quickly and then trots into the house and plants herself under the kitchen table. this is not good. is she hurt? was she viciously attacked by some squirrel or worse? i try to get her out from under the table but she bolts into her little doghouse/bed. i reach in and lift her out expecting to find her mauled by some creature of the night.
no, folks. the only thing that attacked her was the beer shits. her entire hind quarters was embedded in her own mess. poor thing. but at least she made it outside because, while this was horrible, i'm sure whatever made it to the ground was infinately worse and i'm happy i wasn't cleaning that off the floor(miraculously and thankfully she managed not to track any of this through the house). i was forced to bathe the dog at nearly 4 am, much to my chagrin.
so why did i write about this? because the whole time from when she came back in the house through bathing her, the look on her face was so adorable and sad. she seemed to say "i never meant for this to happen" and it reminded me of the commercials where the dogs are holding signs in their mouths explaing how they feel, what they think, or answering a question they were just asked. and communicating dogs get me every time.
