tears

Today when I got home from work I was greeted by Velvet, Peanut, Bradley, and Lexie. Emma (Pearl) and Jellie were in the playpen whining to get out. There was the old familier poopy smell. I took all of them but Jellie outside then back in and cleaned. There was poo and pee and torn up paper and chewed cords and a chewed up SD card full of Michelle's photos. I was fighting back tears as I was cleaning. It was just like old times and I hated it. I can not will not again live in a house with half dozen dogs, poo crumbs and pee dried on the floor, chewed paper pieces, and having every thing getting torn up. Nope, I can't deal with that type of life anymore.