Coming downstairs this morning Larry said he had to pee this first thing. He had been up since 3 when I took him down. Got him up from his chair pulled his pants down and I to the bottle. Nothing happened except he farted. An hour later he wanted to pee again. Pants down, no results. Getting ready to go upstairs to get cleaned up his bathrobe fell open and he had a big blob of brown on his knee. Hoped it was the Nutella he was eating for breakfast. It wasn’t.
Up to the bathroom. Taking the robe off he had shit on both knees and his butt. Some of the shit fell off along the way and I had stepped in it tracking it around. Had to clean my shoe before I got to him. Shit kept showing up everywhere as I backtracked through the house. Think Hansel and Gretel only with shit. What a wonderful way to start the day. The upside is he probably won’t shit again today.