I was so pissed today. Yesterday the puppy kept finding cat poop so my husband tells me this but he just says he doesn’t know how he is getting it and goes to work. I go out and find an old cat litter bucket on the floor where he can easily get into so I put it up so he can’t reach it even though I’m not supposed to be near it. I find out there are several buckets like this closed up in the garage so he plans to take them to the dump in a few days. Fine. Today the puppy is gone again so I go find him climbing on top of junk trying to get into an old huge dog food bag that is packed full of scooped cat shit and I nearly lose it. Why the hell are we saving cat shit!!! It’s not even closed. This is so discussing. I can’t move it because it’s too heavy and I’m pregnant. So I try to calm down in the bathroom then told him to deal with it asap ( the dump was closed for the night). His logic was he takes one load of garbage each week. If it doesn’t fit he doesn’t take it but I was blunt and said common sense says if you have over one load each week of garbage and you repeatedly only take one load you will always have garbage. So hopefully he gets it without me turning into mommazilla again. He is a smart man but sometimes he just misses it