Leonardo

So the other night my dog Lucy's stomach was making a bunch of grumbling noises. Then she started to flatulate like mad and it smelled horrible. So I figured she just had gas, and left to go pick up my sister from work. When I arrive home I walk into my room and the smell hit me like a wall. It smelled like someone had dropped a huge bag of fermented crap in the middle of room. I immediately crossed my fingers hoping it was just REALLY bad gas, but not so much luck. Now, there is nothing wrong with having a upset tummy and having an accident in the house. However, it is a WHOLE other story when this lazy dog doesn't even have to decency to get off the BED before it escapes her! The best part? She actually thought she was going to sleep in bed that night.

I woke up this morning with tons of motivation. I was preparing to clean my car. I started by organizing my CD's, cause those were a mess all by themselves. Then I suited up (smarty pants me thought it would be brilliant to clean my car on the coldest day of the winter) and went out with my new bottle of car cleaner in hand. Cleared out the cup and change holder. Applied the cleaner. Began to wipe. and it was frozen. FML.

So bored at Leo. But Scottie is here now :)