More Mystery Poop

So Sunday night it happened again!  Somehow, poop got on the floor.  Not once, not twice, but THREE TIMES!  The last time it got on me, and when Marty picked me up it got on her too.  It was really gross.  I'm not sure who's doing this, but it's not cool.

For some reason after the second poop, Marty put me in my crate.  I hated that idea!  I made A LOT of noise and woke up other people at the beach until finally Marty let me out.

After the poop got on me, Marty put me in the shower.  I decided that was a good place for naps.