It's official. I am not ready for motherhood. EVER. I was snuggling with Angel earlier despite her protests. I finally let her go and watched tv. I smelled something weird but faint. Couldn't figure it out. Finally, I saw a small blotch of brown cream on my sleeve. Yup. Angel's poop. She had a gooey cling-on on her fur, I think. So I then carried her into the bathroom and had to clean her up. How freakin' nasty. At least it didn't stink. Davis is the stink bomb dropper.
OMG. That is gross. Almost as gross as when Fluffypants had explosive diarrhea. Nothing touches that - unfortunately, Mark had to.
ReplyDeleteBaby poop is MUCH easier - there's no fur for the poop to cling to!
Babies lay, sit and otherwise smush whatever is in their diaper. I think I will have to disagree with you on baby poop being much easier. Angel's was still gross. But she was very cooperative about me cleaning her. I never signed up for this when we adopted her. Caring for the cats is about all the mommy-ness I can handle.
ReplyDeleteNow that I've had this Angel experience, I am further convinced that I licked/ate her poop that one time 2 years ago. I had just baked chocolate chip cookies, she came over and was about to lick something brown off my clothes. Thinking it was chocolate, I beat her to it. It wasn't sweet at all. Kind of salty but not stinky. I tried to convince myself it was chocolate, but now I don't think so. I think I will go hurl now.
omg. I'M going to go hurl now.
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