Had friends around for dinner. Took my eye off the land shark/puppy and he wee'd two lakes (my fault) and then, then (again, my fault) did a mega turd on the kitchen floor...and fell back into it. So now a one-foot-covered-in-excrement puppy has run through the house looking for a cuddle. I am not in the least cross with him, but could happily kick myself up the arse. I have had to bath puppy, bleach the entire downstairs floor and also clean/bleach the bath. Pup is now cuddled up in a blanket and making little sucky noises. My house smells like crap/bleach/despair :(