Saturday, July 17, 2010

On Cleaning Behinds

“Do you want me to take her for a short walk?” Eldest asks.

“Yeah, she needs to be on the leash. Just down on the court. But I’ll have to come with you in case she poops. I have to clean her off. You don’t seem like you’d be up for the task,” I say.

“Thanks. You’re right.”

“Of course, when I’m old, I’m going to be making you clean my butt,” I add.

“You know? That sounds more like a DAUGHTER job,” he says.

“A butt is a butt is a butt,” I say, thinking that if there’s any kid that’s going to park me in a nursing home, it’s Eldest.

Here's me and the patient. She's sporting her posh pirate pillow rather than the cone of shame. This quite expensive article seems to do as well as the cone. And she is much happier with it.


Michele R said...

Ah, poor doggie! Yes, you can tell from the photo that she does not seem to mind her blue pillow much at all. Poor doggie with the bandage from the IV!!
You take good care of everyone in the house.

Tara R. said...

I love the conversations you and your kids have. Neither of my kids would admit to even thinking about such a possibility, let alone discuss it with me. Where can I get one of those pirate pillows.

cjm said...

AH! I hadn't checked in. So glad she's doing ok. And I've never seen the pillow alternative to the cone o' shame. I must admit, though, if the dog who is wearing the cone is feeling good I can't stop laughing at the sight. If the doggie is in pain, however, not funny at all. But LOVE the pillow (and the conversation with your son).


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