We’re fostering a dog currently named Eli. We’ve discovered that he likes to go through garbage and chew on dental floss. We got out of the habit of dog-proofing the garbage because the recent dog collection didn’t need it. I guess we’ll have to start dog-proofing the garbage cans again. 

Tonight, we’re finding piles of floss around the house. As Pam complained about having to pick up floss, she interrupted herself to say “Eww! Gross! I’m touching used floss!”

I hurried to reassure her: “Don’t worry, Honey. I’m sure that all the doggy saliva washed away my saliva.”

My help was unappreciated.