We laid the new rug on Wednesday; Friday, Popcorn, our geriatric canine guest, peed on it. We quickly cleaned the spot and were relieved to see that it didn't go through to the back of the rug. Yesterday, our dog walker texted that Lucy had barfed, where else? On the new rug. This morning, we were puzzled to find our puppy outside the babygate-- somehow she had broken out during the night. And later we were greeted with three piles of gooey poop, also on the new rug of course. The salt and peppery gray shag that really doesn't show much of anything has cleaned up better than we ever could have expected, and it didn't cost a fortune, but still? I added a few tears to the mix as I mopped up the mess.
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