The worst part is done. It's all gross, but the worst part is done. It was picking up the blocks of poison that had gotten damp and a little moldy around the edges. I thought they were going to be gooey. That's what I was dreading most - gooeyness. New word for the day - gooeyness.
I put on yellow rubber gloves and picked them up and threw them quickly in the trash bag. Turned out they were hard and crunchy. And threw away some other things while I was down there and had rubber gloves.
Tomorrow I will buy more gloves and use my little dirt devil to vacuum the poop. Whew!
My God allowed us to have this home and He will help me keep it and Satan will have to flee. He can no longer keep me down.
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