TESS!!!

This is Tess. Travers' dog. Pretty innocent looking, huh? Trust me, she's not as innocent as she appears. Looks ARE deceiving!
I came home from walking and errands this morning, unlocked the front door and stepped inside. That was mistake number one. I shouldn't have returned home until Travers was awake (he was up all night working). Mistake number two, I breathed. This smell, stench wacked me in the nostrils and sent me reeling! I assumed it was Godiva, jo & Richard's dog. Nope. It was sweet, innocent looking Miss Tess. It seems Bill had placed her in the dog box before he left that morning. While we were gone, Tess had some elimination problems - she had to go and there was no place to go but, well. You know. As a child would say, she did, "number one and number two." I would describe it as "urinating and a deposit." Either way, you get the idea.
I opened the door of the box and Tess escaped, running through the room leaving soiled footprints behind. I tore open the patio doors where she continued with her business of making a deposit.
Because Travers was still counting sheep, I was left to chasing and bathing the reluctant puppy. She didn't like the bath but blow drying didn't seem to bother her. When I was finished, Travers stumbled from his room inquiring what was wrong - men always have such perfect timing.
The floor has been cleaned. My soiled clothes are lying in a heap by the washer. Tess is curled up comfortably under my chair as I type. Everything is back to normal except for that faint, lingering smell from in front of the washer. That too will soon be gone.
Through it all, I know I am blessed!