So, this weeks genuine winner goes to the person looking for “Dogshit from my carpet”. I have been in this situation myself and I know the sheer panic that sets in when you realise you’ve trodden dog excrement into your shag pile.

What I don’t understand however, is how that panic leads to an urgency to get on the Interweb in order to look for a solution? I use the Internet and I know how distracting it can be, so while your there checking your email and your favourite blogs, Fidos butt baguette is drying into the rug.

For all I know, it might be dried into a poo crust by now?

Surely you’d have been better off with soap and water?

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