Exactly when this happened I am not sure. But sometime in the middle of the night. I found myself sitting in a puddle of poop on the floor of my bathroom.
I did some hasty cleanup (using plenty of toilet paper), crawled back to my bed, and slowly got on top of it.
The next day, Ray cleaned all of it up, using a mop and a towel. This guy is an angel.
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