Poo. It’s become part of my mornings. About every other day one of the unkempt menagerie that shares this house leaves me a present at the start of the day. Usually it’s poo but sometimes it’s vomit or a stinky wet spot (let’s assume pee). When I drank, I was the one generating indiscreet bundles of poo, vomit, and pee. Now that I’m sober my enthusiasm for effluents has waned quite a bit. Apparently, the 4 cats and 3 dogs of this house don’t share my attitude.