The Dog Ate What??? Ewwwww

Before I post a recap of my Christmas, I had to post a little blurb about a funny, but disgusting, incident that happened over the holiday involving my parents French Bulldog and Trent.

After unpacking our belongings at my parents house, I had to change Trent's dirty diaper. He wrestled away from me before I could put his pants back on and as usual, he quickly whipped off his clean diaper. Sighing, I decided to let him run around my old room for a minute while I got ready to celebrate with my Aunt, Uncle and Grandpa for an early gift exchange. As you girls will understand, I noticed that my brush needed to be "de-haired," so I quickly pulled all of the hair out of my brush and threw it into the trashcan while Trent watched cartoons. As I proceeded to curl my hair, Trent started to run around the room like the tornado that he is. He emptied the trashcan, turned it over to stand on it and was trying to reach the television channels. I laughed at his determination but kept curling.

A few minutes later I hear "poo poo, poo poo." Cringing, I looked at Trent who was proudly pointing to his business. Groaning, I walked over to Trent and was quite disgusted to see that Trent had pulled out my wad of hair from the trashcan and just so happened to poop right on the clump of hair. I picked him up and took him out to the family room which was where I left his wipes. I changed him yet again and grabbed some cleaner and paper towels.

As I walked back into my room, my parents adorable dog, Zooey, walked out of the room licking her chops. I walked over to the area where Trent had made his mess and was shocked to see that the poop had gone missing....it was gone, poop, hairball and all (sorry, Mom and Dad....I left the hairball part out of the story when I told you guys but you'll know now...I love you...hehe). I looked back at Zooey who was still licking her cute little lips and nearly vomited...that poor dog ate Trent's crap! Needless to say, my parents were none too pleased but a few days later, their dog was still alive and not sick in the slightest.

On another note, when opening presents Christmas morning, Trent de-robed and began to grab his junk and whine. I sat him on the big boy potty and he went!!! He was soo excited and proud of himself and my whole family was too. He is getting so big and smart!