Cole, our largest and oldest fur baby (black lab featured in the picture on the right), has made an important discovery. The upstairs diaper pail lacks a top, which means, that at any given moment, conditions are ripe for diaper diving.
[NOTE: This is the same dog who is known for his active role in UFHPL movement* and wearing ladies panties on his head...]
The name kind of explains it all. My dogs are obsessed with bean's dirty diapers. We have affectionately referred to them as our AWS or "advance warning system" due to the fact that the nastier the diaper, the more excitedly the fur babies sniff at bean's butt and follow us around the house. Nugget, the boxer, has been known to try and snatch them out of your hand before you can hermetically seal the hazordous waste in the pail... Collectively, they have made a number of attempts to steal this precious booty from the confines of the Diaper Dekor Plus**... to no avail. That was until, we got tired of carrying the diapers downstairs after an upstairs changing and just said "what the fuck? let's create a hazordous waste site in our child's bedroom" started dropping them in a waste basket upstairs. Hence, the aforementioned discovery of a unprotected source of baby waste nirvana.
Since that fateful day, Cole has been able to liberate a total of four diapers... thankfully, none of them poopy ones but gross and incredibly hard to clean up none the less. He spends a great deal of time "sleeping" in bean's room... biding his time for the perfect moment to snatch and run.
Now, the average person would have decided somewhere between the first and third diapers that it was time to get a diaper pail for upstairs, but not me. No, I continue to labor under the delusion that I am the human, I set the rules and no fur baby is going to force me to change my behavior... but when you are picking up the innards of the fourth diaper out of the carpet, you are inevitably faced with the reality of your situation. My job is to keep these animals from destroying our shit before we have a chance to sell it to some poor unsuspecting fool. Right-O. I am off to Target to get an upstairs Diaper Dekor Plus.
*used feminine hygeine product liberation...
**I know that there are those of you out there with a fierce attachment to the Diaper Genie and all of its twisted glory, good for you. We, in this house, are followers of the Diaper Dekor Plus (don't really know what is "Plus" about it, but I am slave to marketing and given the opportunity to upgrade, i find it hard to say no.). Truth be told, while I hold a degree from a prestigious university, I cannot for the life of me figure that freaking thing out. I have been responsible, in my lifetime, for the untimely demise of four such contraptions... Twisting is not my thing.
Yeah, what is that about with dogs? Ours did that, too. Drove me freakin' nuts. That gel stuff in those really wet diapers is almost impossible to clean.
I have a decided aversion to the diaper genie as well. They boggle my mind.
Posted by: buffi | Tuesday, August 02, 2005 at 10:16 PM
funniest post I've read in a long time. . .diaper diving fur babies. That may be the best four word combination of all time.
Posted by: Dutch | Wednesday, August 03, 2005 at 03:56 PM