It’s been unseasonably warm here in the Northeast and I took advantage of that today. I spent the morning on pet poop patrol. I can think of no better way to spend a beautiful Thursday morning. Mommy was home today so I set out early to clean the backyard and empty the litter box. Armed with black plastic bags, rakes, gloves and a pitch fork I was merrily on my way. Could my job as a full-time dad get any better…I think not! The Helper stood on the deck and provided “direction” as I policed the back yard; this is one of those tasks he doesn’t “help” with – I don’t see why not. When he gets older though, boy won’t he be surprised at his chore list. Hey, chores build character, right? Between diapers, litter boxes and dogs I’m up to my neck in…character!
When all was said and done I felt a great sense of accomplishment. The dogs and cat were happy with me too. Though I’m thinking about not feeding them anymore – screw the ASPCA! I wouldn’t have to do this in prison!