So it finally happened.
With all of the painting going on, I’ve been wondering when the poor dog would get into wet paint.
My closet was 3/4 of the way done and he ran in, tried to run out quickly, but got one foot in the paint tray. It was a “SIT. STAY. EVERYBODY FREEZE AND HELP!! 😂” moment!
I think the worst part was giving him a shower. Like all dogs, he likes to roll about after his shower. Unfortunately for him, we now have hard floors everywhere. He tried jumping on my air mattress – which lead to immediate yelling ;). Then he went back in to the bathroom and tried getting his roll on with the little bitty bath mat and the towel I was trying vainly to dry him with. I was laughing to much at this point to be too effective because J had just come in and said, “This reminds me of the Curious George movie – You know where the monkey gets into the paint and runs around. Do we still have that movie?” 😝😂. Yup was definitely laughing at that point.
At least it was just in my closet. At least it was hardwood floors (wipes up easily when still wet). And at least he only made it a few steps.
The problem now, he’s all upset from the hollering and where does he go when he’s upset??