Mexican Golden Shower

Nothing quite like waking up at 3am to a pissy bed. Especially when neither you or your hubby have incontinence issues. Last night I was jolted awake by Jeff jumping out of the bed, pulling the covers off the mattress and uttering a trail of terms not fit for publication on this blog. What was happening? I soon found out when I sat up and ran my foot right into a puddle on my side of the bed.

Our precious little travel companion Boo-Boo aka Booty Cleopatra had a major pee-pee accident. She never messes up inside, so something was obviously wrong. Once we got up and got our bearings and started removing the linens, the poor little baby was so upset and shaking that she kept right on peeing all over everything. It was at this point, we remembered that neither of us had taken her for a walk before going to bed - oopsie. We'll never make that mistake again.

We stripped the bed, balled up the soiled linens and then blotted and cleaned the memory foam mattress pad - after febreezing the heck out of it, we had to move it to the front of the camper to let it dry - it was at this point I got really tickled and started to giggle uncontrollably. I realized that I did not plan on us having an incident of this type and therefore had not packed any extra sheets or blankets or anything for our bed. Luckily, Noah was not using the comforter I packed for his bed, so we were able to turn it sideways and use it as cover. Since we moved the foam mattress pad up front, we were able to sleep on the mattress which had been spared any wet spots.

At this point, we were both wide awake, so we turned on the tv - only to find a plethora of infomercials and other crap tv - the kind you can always find at 3am! We stumbled upon a movie with Bruce Willis, Damon Wayans and Halle Berry (who must have been about 19) we watched most of it, I was in and out, but Jeff made it almost to the end. We still don't know the name of it or how it ended. But it got us through the rest of the night.

Poor little Booty - she slept the rest of the night in her bed in the front of the RV. When I got up at 8, she was looking pretty pitiful. We laundered our linens at the campground laundrymat and remade our bed and swore an oath to walk that little pooch whether she needed it or not!