I don't get it. 5 minutes prior, he's standing by the kitchen door which is his usual way of communicating to me that he needs to go potty. I leash him up and take him downstairs in the rain with my ever so cute navy blue rain boots. He goes pee. He's done. He walks straight to the door and we're back inside. OK that's a sign that he's done with his business. We're back inside the apartment and he starts where he left off at - playing with this red Kong toy. I'm back to where I left off which was reading my favorite blah-gs. It's unusually quiet. I notice that I left my patio door open. Why? Oh yeah, it was because the entire apartment smelled like chicken adobo. Anyway, I see him walk out into the patio. I figure he heard something outside and his nosy butt just wanted to check it out. He's still out there in pitch dark and it's extremely quiet. I decide to take a break from my reading to check up on him. I approach the patio door and it reeked! He's licking the floor. I bend over to check it out. OMG! EW! EW! EW! It was all gone by then. I immediately tried to rinse his mouth with water. Ugh! There's definitely no snuggle time tonight with Bam. I think I'm going to brush his teeth right now. This will be fun...NOT!
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