All was quiet on the western front...until about 5:45pm.
I walked outside to feed the puppies (there are 5 of them) and discovered the almost-dead remains of one of the pet turtles (there were also five). The turtle was not yet dead and was not about to survive and had to be put out of its misery.
In the process I put down the milk for the puppies and came back in - after the turtle incident - and discovered the cat drinking the milk.
We then went out to the puppies and one decided to poop - step into the poop - and step on my foot - thus leaving the poop on my foot.
I went inside and washed off. Started dinner, which was hamburgers on the barbeque. Mid-way through cooking the bbq ran out of gas.
Chaos for about and hour and a half. It has just calmed down enough for me to write this.
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