Hello all,

You may remember me from this post.

I seriously didn't think the carpet situation could get worse, but it fucking did. Last night I noticed three literal piles of shit in the corner of the kitchen that hadn't been cleaned up. Not stains. Actual shit.

Now, normally if I see dog shit on the floor in my house, as petty as it is I usually don't clean it up unless it's in danger of being seen by my boyfriend or something. Why? Because I think her dogs are her problem, not mine. She refuses to properly housetrain them, so she can deal with the consequences of it, including the constant messes.

But today I am just pissed off and fed the fuck up with this. She can't have not seen those piles there. She had to have at some point looked right at them and just decided not to clean them up. So today I took what little cleaner I had (some "As Seen On TV" junk called Urine Gone that I got at Walmart or something as a kid, it's gotten stains out of my own carpet before the very few times the animals have pooped upstairs, but to be fair I used it as soon as I picked up the mess) and tried to pick up the piles to spray the area down with it after they were gone.

Two of them came off pretty easy, they probably hadn't been there long. But the third would not come off. It was literally solidified to the carpet. Just this old, hardened pile of dog shit, stuck to the fucking carpet. So I sprayed the stains around it in the hopes that the potentially-scam cleaner might do something.

I am so mad about this. How does anyone look at a shit-stained floor, now with actual piles--well, pile singular now--of shit on it, and just assume that it's okay? It's not, this is fucking filthy and disgusting and when I think too hard about it I am borderline enraged because I can't even believe how little effort she puts into keeping the house clean.

This has me so pissed off that I almost want to call animal control and have these things seized from her neglectful "care," and then call a carpet cleaner to scrub every inch of the entire first floor until it's fucking spotless so we never have to live like this again.

God, I just can't believe anyone can see such filth and not care. It pisses me off so much. I can't wait to live in my own place, because when I do live on my own/with my boyfriend, my place is going to be absolutely fucking spotless and sparkling.