I did not expect the first person to take a bath in our remodeled bathroom would be Abby.
When I came home today I was met with a surprise. The entire house had a particular odor to it. I was pretty sure what I was walking into when I went downstairs. I was very, very wrong. That was a smell I can honestly say I have not encountered since the stockyards in Clovis, NM. Abby ate something that did not agree with her. It passed today. Her crate was covered from end to end. My first problem was how to get her outside without spreading it all over the carpet. The second was the crate itself. The crates are large. They will not fit through a door. The tray is wider than a door. So me and the little green machine went to work. Halfway through cleaning the tray Sam came down and asked me “What was for dinner?” That was not a good idea. I told her and Jason to clean the living room and last I looked it was getting done.
Once the cage and floor was cleaned I still had the daunting task of cleaning Abby. Our tub is in and the plumbing works. There is no proper faucet and the handle is not installed, just the end of the valve. There is a temporary spout in place for construction and eventual installation. I took off the plastic, uncovered the drain and dropped Abby in the tub. It is hard to wash a dog when you cannot use a hose attachment. Just me and a cup. She is clean now and my headache is starting to subside. Tomorrow is a Lucky Puppy day and I am hoping the fresh air and lots of yard helps her stomach.
Off to eat dinner. Yum.