Today, Monty TEACHES a lesson.
Wife's at work, doing midnights. I stagger downstairs, turn on the java, let my four dogs out.
Go into the den, turn the computer on. Two piles of loose crap on the carpet, right by my chair.
I can't deal with this; not yet. Need two cups before I can tackle the diarrhea. Gag...
Let the dogs back in and start my surf and java.
Foolishly, I play the Monty clip with the sound on. My dogs hear this and go nuts, barking, racing into the den. My Saint steps right into one of the piles while barking at the window, then prances out, tracking crap everywhere.
Great start to a day. Should have left the sound off or something...
