I woke up in a salty mood. Catch & I had Gymboree and Jon had to go play soccer in the pouring rain. So we wake up, I feed the boy, Jon walks the dogs, picks up the car and bolts. Nice. Catcher & I shower, get dressed, and walk up the street in the pouring rain to class. Class is literally 45 minutes and we live 3 minutes away. So I was gone for a total of 48 minutes. Mind you, the dogs, my boys had been walked by my husband about 10 minutes before we left. So the boy & I arrive at our casa only to find the putrid smell of doody & pee. Awesome. Nothing like spending my morning clean up after my way too overprivileged spoiled doggies. What jerks.