Everything was honky-dory until I heard Jude yell out, "Uh-oh, I dropped it in the potty!" Oh shit, I thought to myself. This can't be good! Luckily, Husband was home to witness the event. Turns out Jude was playing with a small, plastic gorilla while he was pooping and accidentally dropped it into the toilet filled to the rim with poo. We thought about just flushing the gorilla down the toilet, but upon careful inspection, we realized it was just too big to flush. We didn't want to screw up the entire drainage system for the entire 9 story apartment building in which we live. So, I decided Husband should handle it. My job was to document the event for your reading pleasure and for blackmail 15 years down the road.
Here is Husband with his tools, going into the bathroom to retrieve the toy from the pile of poo it was sitting in.
Needless to say, the toy was wrapped in plastic and thrown away, never to be seen or heard from again. The tools used for the extraction process were also immediately disposed of.
Just another day in Weenie's World!