if it looks like shit, and if it smells like shit, it's probably... shit.

i'm really loving our little gold VW 2000 chico. it may be small and without interior lights, power steering, power window rolling, remote locking or even a car alarm, but it starts up every day and hasn't stranded us yet.

we even used it last week to move wishingonsatellites girl's luggage to her container in Container City, aka temporary community of aluminum studio pods on the very periphery of campus for abandoned students without housing due to dorm remodeling. there were a few items to carry in and i grabbed a water bottle and a rolling luggage.

i'm not sure why wishingonsatellite's girl picked up the water bottle after we got into her container. maybe it was a really hot day. maybe she just wanted to put it away. but when she picked it up, it was smeared with brown mud.

i'm not sure why wishingonsatellite's girl decided to smell the mud either. but i'm glad she did. and her reaction was immediate, negative and unmistakable.

panicked, i looked down. yup, shit on my shirt. luckily wishingonsatellites girl had soap and an extra t shirt. but where the hell did the smelly nastiness come from?

turns out there's shit in the boot. also known as dog crap in our trunk. on inspection, there were unmistakable dark brown stains in the trunk carpet. we really don't know how it got there. we can only speculate that it hopefully involved just dogs and transport.

yesterday we visited the car dealer and they offered to have it "valeted"/cleaned for us the next day. and today it smells just like new. unfortunately, there's still shit stains in our boot. but at least we know it's clean crap instead of crap crap now.