Mark deserves an award....

...for being an absolutely wonderful doggie daddy!!

Last night, at 3:00 in the morning, I woke up groggily, and said "I smell dog poop". THEN, I shot straight out of bed, and said, "I SMELL DOG POOP!" Uggghghg. Poor Emerson had diaherria pretty bad, and he didn't wake us up, asking to go out. :( Poor Emmers was so traumatized because he knew he done wrong, so I didn't yell at him or anything.

But Mark deserves the ultimate prize. He scrubbed the carpets for me in the middle of the night. I appreciate him *soooo* much for doing that, and not even complaining or griping. :)

Good job Mark! You sure deserve that prize :p ;)

That man's a keeper! :D

Cleaning up critter poop is my department. Stuart is in charge of puke! I simply can't do it. The other messes they make don't bother me a bit, but I end up heaving if I try to clean up dog puke!

Give that man a medal!
That's one of my duties. He does it outside and if there's an accident...it's all me :o

What an AWESOME hubby you have, Anna! He does deserve a medal! :)

that was so nice of Mark to do that! i agree, i needs a medal! :D