You can’t take life too seriously. Goodness knows I’ve learned that from all three of my dachshunds with IVDD (disc disease) that I’ve had over the years.
While at times it can be frustrating with potty accidents (due to the disc disease they oftentimes needs their bladders and bowels expressed) and limited vacations without them, there is a funny side, too.
Such as today.
I headed out the kitchen door, through the garage, with Gidget tucked under my right arm like a football.
She loves to ride with me every Tuesday afternoon when I go to pick up our CSA farm share.
It’s about a 10-minute drive. I turn off the radio and enjoy the silence and take the back roads to enjoy the country side scenery.
Just me and my girl spending quality time together.
Back home again, relaxed from the quiet ride, I tucked Gidget back under my right arm, and my CSA box in my left hand.
I opened the back door to the kitchen to discover someone had left a trail behind…
of little poop’s that managed to escape out of someone’s (who shall remain nameless) cute little behind.
Though I have a feeling you may just know who said cute little butt belongs to.
Yup. This is how we roll when you care for a dachshund with IVDD. Those little poop’s can fly out without any warming what-so-ever and sometimes go undetected until a later time.
Poor Kylie. She was left to endure the smell. But she seemed to have survived the trail of tootsie rolls she delicately walked around and was no worse for the wear.
The little poop’s now a distant memory after I scooped them up with tissue and flushed them away…
Until next time…when the poop bandit strikes again!
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