(Un)Stuffed Animal

I was temporarily insane when, almost a year ago, we got a new puppy. Because who in their right mind gets a new puppy - a peeing, pooping, barking, chewing new puppy - when they've also got three small children, two of whom are in diapers?

But I made it through the new-puppy phase with at least some of my sanity (although mopping through hundreds of puddles and piles does do a number on the mental health). And now, for the most part, I can honestly say that Josie is a wonderful companion and an irreplaceable member of our family.

And it's a good thing she's cemented a place in our hearts. Because the other day, while the rest of the family was out shopping, Josie decided to redecorate ... starting with the couch pillows.

Now, I've cleaned up some particularly heinous messes in my day. (Remember this? Or this?) But this one, though definitely not as high on the gross-out factor, was probably one of the most difficult. Because the little pillow-stuffing fibers cling onto every. Single. Carpet fiber. I had to pick up the biggest tufts by hand, and then go over the entire area with the vacuum. It took me forever.

And this is where the "epic fail" part of the story comes in.

You see, the trash truck was scheduled to come the next morning.

And I - being the genius that I am - thought, "I'll just leave this trash bag full of stuffing and crap right here by the stairs so Curtis can take it down to the can when he leaves for work." Because I am all about convenience, y'all.

And in the night?

Josie took it upon herself to do this:

Yeah. The beyotch tore the bag open. And scattered the contents all over the living room ... FOR THE SECOND TIME. 

And then to add insult to injury? She barfed up a little bit of the stuffing onto the laundry room floor later.

I love my dog, I love my dog, I love my dog .........