Rigby and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day

Remember in the previous post how I thought it was funny that Rigby fell in the bathtub. Really I have to learn to think ahead. I came home at 6:30. I had to go to the chiropractor, the library, and I stopped to get tacos so I was much later than usual. Of course, I had to pee the moment I got home so I went to the bathroom and there was Rigby. In the tub. Where, judging from the amount of poop in the tub, she spent most of the day. She also damaged my very cool devil duck shower curtain in her efforts to get out of the tub. Poor little girl.