Tryin, no more doo doo, all gone. Glad you laughed. Man, I have more for you: I have a small office at another agency that they donate to us. There is a rule that animals can only come for visits, brief, to the adult day care downstairs. The director is a great woman, a good friend, but she hates animals, they scare her. Anyway she hadn't come in one morning and I was up with my 4 legged children saying hi to everyone when someone pointed out there was a piddle in the director's office. So there are 4 people trying to stall her and not laugh whilst I was discreetly throwing half a box of cleanex on the floor and stepping on it. Somehow I managed to pick it up and toss it and act oh so innocent. Hmm, she was wondering why we were smiling. AND THEN! One time when my little one was a puppy I ran up to get a file and make a call with him and left quickly. I get paged a few minutes later by the secretary who tells me there is poop by the copier. Okay, so what am I supposed to do when I am 6 miles away with a client? I called back and spoke with a worker who I know and she ran up to deal with the poop. That was horrid! Puppy pottying! So, luckily my daughter doesn't read this, when she was little she used to pull off her diaper and go behind the chair and I would hear grunting and find poops, I felt like I had a new puppy to chase around. Now she is 17 and I have embarrassed her with this story a few times. So poop happens and my level of maturity is about here. Hope you are doing well and I am thinking about you trying.