Build an ark

I can't poop outside without getting soaked. Last night I went to poop in the street and before Bee could kneel down to scoop it up, the river washing along the street's curb washed away the poop, sending it downstream to West Side Highway. It was a marvel.

I've been peeking just a head out to pee these days, since the rain comes down so hard I end up waterlogged. I stick my butt out enough to relieve myself in a spot where I won't offend Bee and come back. Bee is buying the lumber for our ark tomorrow.