bladder control

I woke up this morning with Britney Spears’ “Womanizer” in my head and a puddle of pee on my BlissLiving duvet cover.  The pee did not come from me, obviously.  I let the puppy sleep on my bed last night because he was barking from the floor when I was trying to fall asleep, and I thought he’d calm down if he was in my comfy king-sized cocoon.  He (and his bladder) must have have gotten too comfortable at some point in the night.

In a panic I called my mother and asked her what I was supposed to do with a urine stain (it leaked through to my down comforter). She reminded me that pee is mostly water, and that everyone has accidents — animals AND humans. (Note to self: No babies anytime soon.) I rubbed stain remover into the duvet and the comforter and stuck them (separately) in the washing machine. Fingers crossed the stains come out.

Lesson learned: No animals on the bed at night. Even adorable little puppies named Briscoe.

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