So, what ever happened to Waldo, the cutest little dog ever made? I love him, he's sweet, but I just absolutely couldn't handle him. As a card-carrying member of the Obsessive-Compulsive Cleaners And Organizers Club, I wasn't able to sit by and let his fuzzy-wuzzy little paws and his floppy-woppy little ears and his tincy-wincy little piles of urine and feces turn my house further into a nightmare. I'm the bad parent, not Shelley. Shelley's mom Sara took little Waldo in and they are both very happy now.


So, at least we didn't have him put to sleep. Ain't he cute?

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