Yucky

When I got home last night, someone (or a few someones) has had accidents. Messy, smelly accidents. I got everything cleaned up and then realized that I could still smell something icky.

It was Grace's crate and she had pooped in it.

What a mess. She had mashed everything into her bed. But, she did try hard to stay out of it, since she pushed her bed up to the front of the crate and sat towards the back of it. But, she still had quite a bit on her. It was mostly just on her feet and her tail.

So, I put her outside and cleaned up her crate. Then, I brought her in and helped her into the bathtub, where she got a good rinsing. I supposed I should have given her a good scrubbing, but I didn't brush her out first and didn't want to mat any hair.

She wasn't all that thrilled with being rinsed off, but tolerated being lifted into and out of the tub. She did well having her face dried off, but tried to scramble away from having her rear end dried. Once I got the majority of the water out, I let her out of the bathroom. She ran to the couch and squirmed all over it trying to get completely dried. Thankfully, I keep a blanket on the couch and was able to easily change it.

I left her crate door open today so that if she really has to go, she doesn't have to do it in her crate - I would prefer she hold it, but I also don't want her laying in it, either!