Another Post About Trouble

In other words, I'm going to talk about Lily for a bit here. First let me just say that she's off-the-charts cute. And look at Ella; isn't she a fantastic older sister. Mom, where's my sister? I want one like her. Hop to it.

We can't figure out what she did to get her face all dirty like this, but it probably involved eating some of the dirt. I hope it tasted good.

She obviously needed a bath after whatever she did in the dirt. I ran her a bath, tossed her in the bubbles and headed downstairs for a few minutes. After five or ten minutes Del asked where she was and when I told him she was in the tub he volunteered to go get her out. On his way up the steps he starts complaining about a dirty diaper. "Hey, did someone leave a dirty diaper up here?" Mom, Dad and I are all shaking our heads and denying any diaper-leaving of any sort. We continue to discuss whatever important matter we had been discussing when suddenly we hear Del laughing out loud and a "OH MY GOSH, YOU HAVE GOT TO SEE THIS."

I run up the stairs and when I get to the landing Del stops me in my tracks and turns me around and points. The stench of stinky-poo is assaulting my nostrils big time. See that little pile of brown stuff over there? Guess what that is.

No we don't own a puppy. But we do have a Lily. Apparently she had the urge and she got out of the tub to find a cozy place to deposit her poo. She was so sure she was in trouble (which she was) that she was extremely well behaved the rest of the night. Methinks little Tiger Lily needs to be potty-trained.

I'm sorry I just posted two pictures of poo and you had to look at them. Scroll up to the top and look at the cute pictures of Lily again.