Bye Bye Bodi...
So, because of several things, but mostly my refusal to clean up diarrhea even ONE MORE TIME...Bodi has gone to live with new people...
After two weeks without sleep, without sanity and without cleanliness of my carpet, I realized that Bodi would have to go and live somewhere else...
In typical Bodi style, he went out with a bang though...He came in from pooping and had diarrhea all over my carpet and then sat in it and spun around in it and then leaned up against me and got it on my Ann Taylor suit. and then I threw his ass in the crate and sat down on my bed and sobbed...but I didn't realize that I had somehow gotten some of the diarrhea poo on my butt (maybe when i bent down to put bodi in the crate?) and THEN i sat on my pretty bed...So the crying got worse...
At that exact moment the lady from the rescue place came and knocked on my door. And do you know what I did next? I took the little shit-covered dog and just handed him to her, thanked her, and closed the door...
And then spent the next hour and a half cleaning shit off of every surface of my home...
I hate to have given up, but for reasons that will become more clear in a few weeks, it HAD to happen...

Why, you are wondering, is my little pooch a poop-face? Because after two successful (ha.) years of potty training, I came home to poop on the floor yesterday. TWO YEARS...I know "special" kids that have caught on faster than that! So I picked up said poop and put it right in her face and she acted all indignant and then raced around the house saying "hahaha! I got you soooo good!"
