So, tango on Friday didn’t happen. We were all set to go, and I zipped home from work to feed dog and change clothes. But there was one little factor that I hadn’t given its due. Doo had found his way into a forgotten package of Oreos on Thursday night and had a snack orgy. He seemed fine (albeit a little sluggish) Friday morning (although he pooped a lot on the morning walk) and so I didn’t think to cage him for the day (which I usually only do under special circumstances). When I came home from work on Friday, there had been a shit explosion.
Let me take this moment to congratulate myself for having the foresight to have ripped out the carpet a couple years ago and put in bamboo floors.
So, Friday night turned into “Spring Cleaning” night. It took a scrubbing, a wiping, a vacuuming, and a mopping. And that was just the floor. Then I hand washed the 5×9 wool rug in my tub. And I scrubbed the living room rug with Nature’s Miracle and then wet vac’d it. I saved the couch cushions for a weekend day when the suns rays could disinfect them. My main floor is now cleaner than it has been since I don’t know when.
At least they were wheat free Newman-O’s. 🙂