I take it back and I am sooooo pissed right now.
One thing that I cannot abide re: sanitation or germ wise is animal doo-doo.
No thank you.
I just discovered tonight from my inebriated brother that his new dog has poo-ed in my room not just once, or twice, but at least THREE times on my wool Indian rug! And the last time apparently my brother didn't clean it completely or at all. He never told me any of this so I threw all my clothes on the floor (where the DOO DOO was) to clear off my bed and I slept in that room the last time I stayed over. THAT'S FUCKING DISGUSTING!
I was so pissed when he told me tonight that I found and picked up the remaining offensive remnants of doggie excrement with wads of tissue paper and threw it in his room. And of course, washed thoroughly afterwards. I told him if I find anything like that ever again in the house I would put it on his pillow and not tell him either. I tried to tell his dog not to do that again, but his dog just tried to eat the evidence.
I also threw EVERYTHING on the floor in the wash. I'm so disgusted and pissed off about that, because neither the clothes in question nor the rug are 'wash and wear' and mostly meant to be handwashed. And even after I wash them, they will be forever TAINTED in my mind.
To clarify, it's my room at my parents house and I have my own place elsewhere but that is still MY room with my stuff in it! And again -- THAT IS DISGUSTING. Just thinking of all the pathogens I must have inhaled last night makes me want to gag.
At first I was also really pissed at his dog but I realize the anger was misdirected. Razzin frazzin brothers...