…you make lemonade.

Got the perfect picture for this one actually- look at my two Meyer’s lemons!

Now, when life gives you explosive 90lb dog diarrhea at 6 am all over the kitchen… the best you can do is say that at least the rest of the day has to all be up from there. Be an optimist about it- yeah!

But the next morning, when you find the dog who got left outside overnight due to not wanting to repeat the explosive diarrhea in kitchen incident killed a possum and judging by how wet it is spent the entire night licking it?

I screamed. A couple of times. 

Well in that instance, the only thing you make is the beginnings of a heart attack.

So that was fun. Let’s never do it again.