Stepped On Dog Shit For The First Time

This was in ****e's bedroom after I fucked her.  I was hoping in to her bed for my customary post-coital nap.  I didn't have my glasses on.  I saw a dark curved thing in the floor and I thought it was one of her dog's toys.  I avoided it the first time I saw it, but I was not careful the next time and ... I felt it on my left foot.  Once I grazed it, I knew exactly what it was.

Picked up shit for the first time.  With a towel, of course.  That was an experience.  I don't know how dog owners do it.

And then I asked ****e if I could use her shower to clean my foot.  It's kind of scary rubbing a bar of soap on your foot and then seeing that bar all darkened.  Eventually I had to scrub my foot with my hand, then make sure as hell my hand was damn clean.

I think I got it all.  But I still feel as though I have phantom shit on the bottom of my foot, so I feel like I'm tainting everything I place my left foot on.  For example, right now I am laying down on my bed while blog posting this.  I'm propping up my laptop with my legs, and therefore I have my foot on my bed.  I just did the six-month rotation on my bed this evening, and I changed the bedsheet (as well as the pillowcases).  And I can't help but think I've already made my new bedsheet hella dirty.  Hopefully that's not real.  Hopefully it's just my OCD.