This one's for the moms.

Ike's mom here: Ike made a beautiful tribute to me yesterday that made my heart glow. I love him so very much that I often dream about him and have nightmares that something happens to him. But today - I'm looking for a little support here - I want to strangle my four-legged friends! Ike woke me up (I'm off on Mondays and like to sleep in a lot) by getting in and out of bed repeatedly. That was a little annoying, but he's a dog, and my baby so I live with it. I finally got up around 10 to find a dry pee puddle in the kitchen - again, he's a Boston terrier, and I live with it. I make my cup o joe and am drinking it when I hear Ike chewing and go to investigate and find the remainder of a turd and a pool of pee by the door! Ok, I know this one is my fault - I should have taken him out before the coffee, but he didn't even ask, and he usually asks! Then I go into the bathroom to turn off the dripping faucet because Odin will only drink running water, and I find the sink full of engorged bits of cat litter from Odin's feet. As I type this, it sounds really petty, but come on critters! Give me a break once in a while! Right now, Ike is curled into an adorable little ball with his poop encrused tongue resting on a throw blanked and the cats are giving me a wide berth. I am off to the hardware store because someone (me) was scrubbing out the lime scale in the toilet bowl yesterday with a pumice stone - which really does work great - and got distracted by the hole in her glove, which was really gross, and flushed the pumice stone which, of course, got stuck in the s-curve. I think that's the real reason for the grrrrrreat mood today. So, critter moms, we all go through this. Does anyone else have these days?