Thankful for a Cool Day in June

I walked up the backdoor steps, stuck my key in the door as I simultaneously peered through the window pane at Fergus, wagging his tail, just waiting to wrap his front paws around my legs. I swung open the door and was greeted by a terrible, rotten, disgusting putrid smell. I quickly pulled away from Fergus's warm embrace and began seeking out the cause of the ferocious smell. Kitchen - clean, Dining room - clean, Family Room - clean. Hmmm what could it be? I didn't see any of the typical white throw up. I walked slower through the rooms, and there it was at the bottom of the stairs...brown, runny, almost camoflaged with the floor. Sure enough, Fergus had some bowel troubles this afternoon and it stunk!
I pulled on my handy yellow dishwashing gloves, got my paper towels, and brought the trashcan close to the scene of the crime. Within no time I cleaned up the accident, and steamed the floors...no trace of it is left. Thankfully I could open all the doors and windows and get a good breeze to take the odor right out the windows. Hopefully no more accidents for our little guy.