A Giant Skinned Mexican Rabbit?

Or rather an object lesson in not doing some things, that you think will be a breeze!

The most Pugly one - Apollo has been using this rug from under our bed as an on/off nappy for the last few weeks. It finally got to a point where our cleaning of it was proving to be less and less effective and the smell of it more & more pungent.

I decided that rather than waste money on a professional clean, I'd clean it myself. Well, that's a mistake I won't be making again too soon!

The cleaning itself didn't prove to be too difficult, it was when I came to try and lift a thoroughly sodden 8 ft * 8ft rug all on my own, that things started to go (comically at times) wrong.

I wanted to hoist the damned thing over a wall so it could dry in the the sun. However, when I finally did manage to get the damned thing over my head (w/all muscles straining to pop) and my neck bent at a scarily odd angle, I realised I couldn't actually then manoeuvre it onto the wall.

I tried again a few more times, precariously standing on a chair and then a table (not designed to take the weight of a full grown man and soaked-rug). Still couldn't shift the rug onto the wall.

While on the creaking and wobbling table, I kept thinking, that if it were to give from under me and I somehow managed to die impaled on broken table legs or smothered under the weight of the drenched rug, what an unbelievably embarrassing way to go that would be.

You can just imagine the headlines, "Man Skewered In Rug-Cleaning Mishap". Not a very noble exit at all.

So w/this in mind and after about an hour of this pointless effort and thoroughly exhausted, I finally gave up. W/what little strength I had left managed to spread it out, as you see it now.

It was only later on, when the quaking and shivering of all my sorely tested muscles had receded to a dull, crampy ache, did I notice the shape of the rug had the look of a a recently skinned fur. Thinking at the same time, that the one who came closest to having been skinned was me!