Niko!

This dog!  This misfit cross-bred dog!  Oh how I love him.  *sigh*  But, he's still a DOG!  Dogs make messes!  This is the same dog that ate a pound of ground beef that I had browned, drained, cooled (on the counter) and saved for another meal.......while I was feeding the chickens one evening.  You'd think I would learn!

Tonight after returning home from work, having dinner, cleaning up the supper dishes, I decided it was time to clean out the refrigerator.   I do this about once a year (wink) and thought it was the perfect time to do it.  When I clean the fridge, I go shelf by shelf, emptying the mystery contents of each tupperware bowl into a large garbage bowl to go to the chickens. 

Tonight, we had molded jello, roast from who knows when, old yucky pickles (and the juice), molded mac & cheese, half-eaten yogurt cup and some leftover green beans.  All of this once-wonderful food was piled into the garbage bowl on the counter.  Then,...................someone drives down the driveway.................I go out to greet them............I'm out there five, ten minutes being cordial..............finish the conversation...........return to my kitchen. 

The end of this story is this.  Niko, who now smells like pickles and jello got into trouble (use your vivid imagination here), went to time out (his kennel).  I got to spend 30 minutes cleaning up my floor.    The good news?  My fridge is clean and so is the floor.  The bad news?  Use your imagination again.