I can’t think of anything more disgusting than when I take my beautiful babies out for a walk, in the buggy or on foot, and they/I inadvertantly step/roll through the foul substance that is dog poop!
As I kid, I can remember the few times I stepped in the stuff and unwittingly brought it home. There are two types of the stuff, 1. The second you step on it, it releases a vile stench and you realise your mistake and 2. (this is the absolute worst of the two) You step in it and don’t realise until you walked the whole length of your lounge! Either way, it is at the very top of my pet hate list.
We live on a large estate where the locals have less money than sense but still manage to afford so-called status dogs and a fair number are adverse to carrying poop bags around with them. The result of which is a healthy amount of fresh poop on our streets. We’ve been fairly lucky so far in that we’ve only had one instance where poop was trodden in then walked through the house but a number of buggy related poop squashing which results in off-road driving until the wheels come up clean.
My oldest was probably a little over one year old at the time. I’m not great with germs at the best of times but the thought of all the bugs living in dog excrement freaks me right out! My poor son jumped out of his skin as I shouted at him to stop moving with a look of absolute horror on my face. The rug got the worst of it but cleaned up nicely and thankfully, I noticed the poop before he touched any of it. Oh, the horror if that had happened!
I’m sure the older you get and the more aware you become of Superbugs (any bugs in general really) the more OCD sets in. In my experience though, toddler’s immune systems are absolutely amazing. I will tell you how I have come to this conclusion…………..having bought fake food for my oldest, he became partial to sucking air through the stem of a big red fake apple. Distracted by my youngest for a few minutes, I was half watching my oldest as he was showing me his trick of sucking the air through the apple stem when I realised he seemed to be ‘slurping’ a little too much slobber. He disappeared from sight so I followed him…….to my absolute horror and disgust, I followed him into the bathroom and watched as he dunked the apple in the toilet bowl then proceded to put it back in his mouth. I leapt over to him shouting ‘NOOOOOOOO!!!!’. Bless his little face which was showing both shock and the realisation that he was doing something which Mummy didn’t approve of. Needless to say, the apple went in the bin and I tried washing his mouth out for all the good that would probably do. Wondering whether I should phone the doctors for advice, I decided it would probably be OK and waited for him to contract some vile disease. To my surprise and relief, he didn’t even get a sniffle! Thank goodness for antibodies and bleach :)