I’m really not sure what it is about mopping. But the last several times I have done it, I have thrown up afterward. Or, in one case, during.
It’s not funny anymore. I actually need to be able to mop my floors in peace, please.
So, someone apparently found my blog while searching for “bark collar for 5lb chihuahua”
Let me know if you find one, okay?
The last three mornings in a row he has been in bed with me, he has woken me up by barking at Kiki when she gets up. While it makes him an incredibly good watchdog, it is not conducive to, you know, sleep.