Willow The Purple Pawed Puppy

It's been awhile since my system had a good shocking, and I figured I was due for something somewhat dramatic in the near future.

But not this.

Oh heavens...not this.

I was coming out of the bathroom when Willow trotted past me and I caught sight of his purple paws.

Yep...I said purple paws.

See?



I wasn't kidding, was I.

I froze and he froze. We both stared at his feet as my mind worked in slow motion. Why are his paws purple? What made them go that way? Did he get into grape jello mix? Grape Kool-aid mix? Do I even own Kool-aid mix??

What would he have eaten that was purple??

Then I remembered that I signed a field trip permission form for Sam this morning and signed it with my purple sharpie.

I jumped up and walked through the kitchen praying that if there was any ink to be found, it would be on the kitchen floor. Not the carpet...please not the carpet...



...sure enough, it was on the living room carpet.

I think I stared at it for a full five minutes. I thought I was going to be sick. How on earth would I explain this to Ian?? I called him at the office and as soon as he answered the phone I felt the tears start. I told him what had happened and he told me where to find the bottle of carpet stain remover.

I squirted and blotted and prayed...squirted and blotted and prayed...

Between that miracle stain remover and our steam cleaner, it all came out.



Hallelujah!

Now if only I had something to help wash it off of Willow!