To make matters worse, she likes to stand next to me and swat at my hand while I do it. As if to say, "yeah, scoop my poop. I own you. But not like that. You're doing it wrong! You're doing it wrong!" The whole experience is pretty humiliating.
I'm going in. |
Honestly, how does so much stink come out of something so cute and little? I tried to discuss this with her and she was all "is this why my father left?" and I was all "yes. Yes it is."
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