Here's a poop patrol story for you.....

One our first anniversary my husband gave me a band with channel set diamonds to match my wedding ring. A week or two later we went to his brother's house for a Confirmation. When we got there I showed my sister-in-law my new ring. They had a Yorkie puppy -- adorable -- and a chewer. I got down on the floor to play with her. She chewed my belt, my earrings, my rings, everything. When we were done I went to wash my hands and took off my rings..... a diamond was missing.

The next day I spent the party waiting for the dog to poop and then checking for my stone. I never found it.

Had to tell the jeweler "the dog ate it." (It should not have fallen out and they replaced it!)

So glad Duncan is better!