...but something in the house smells like urine. Not cat urine. Dog urine. After so many years of living with pets, yes, I know the difference. And after two days of working on school papers, and facing a few months of thesis work, and realizing that I think it is my lovely Ikea rug, which Ket has taken to peeing on. And Oliver piddled on while scared during Friendsgiving (since he's terrified of everyone but me). And Lilly threw up on.
Well... I'm tired. So I'm posting sweet pictures of my dogs to remind myself why I love my animals...
...and am going to throw the rug out. Instead of them.
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