My bad

The other day my mama forgot to take me out for a little poopy time when I really needed to go, and then left to go out to dinner with my pop. By the time they came home, I had relieved myself in my kennel - and totally stunk up the whole house.

My mama felt so bad, and apologized up and down as she was giving me a bath. Then, when she went to clean out the kennel, so noticed the only evidence was a single smear. No turd at all! See, she didn't have to worry about that, because I got rid of it myself...the poop went into my belly! I watched my mama carefully, to see what her reaction would be - and he almost threw up - which I am pretty sure, I would eat as well!

Yesterday was not a good day. Although the poop tasted pretty good going down, it didn't feel very nice coming out (again). I went 3 times last night - and one of those times was in my parent's room. I have not had an accident inside for the longest time, but I just couldn't stop myself...my tummy hurt so, so bad.

Of course, my mama called the vet lady. Fortunately for me, the vet lady told my mama that dogs eating poop (even their own) is normal. So, I'm normal! Yay! Even knowing this, she still made an appointment for this Saturday. Humph.