Crap

Yep that's what I stepped in as I ran outside barefoot to "rescue" my Mocha from running off. His lead line slipped off and he ran away, for a little jaunt. The cold, wet squish on my foot and between my toes was unmistakable. Nearly ill to my stomach, I managed to scrape a lot off and run into the house on my heel. Hopping into the mudroom and right over to the tub....both dogs chasing me as I screamed EWWWWW... What a fun way to begin the afternoon!