Thank you. His name was Mike. He lived with us for 19 years, died 18 years ago, and we still think of him. A good-natured gentle giant.
Very large millipede
(Stepped on not at 2 AM, but while coming out of the shower in the morning. Still not pleasant.)
Oh god. This is the only one I wish I could un-read.
Ants, doing the conga line.
Personal fav - pile o’ vomit going cold from kid 2, who has finally summoned me to his room in the wee hours of the night. Everything’s nice and set into the carpet and bedding now. And I’m adding to the comic fun hopping on one foot with vomit on the other. Ah - memories.
While the OP mentioned soggy dog chewy as a problem, some of us consider dog bones to be a bigger one.
I really do always wear slippers, exactly for all of the above reasons. Rubber bottomed slippers, because socks won’t cut it with my cats around. If I didn’t have animals, I might risk it. I’m cringing right now just thinking about squishing or crunching anything in bare feet in the dark!
Spider. Hairy.
I would like to include my own discarded condoms on the list as well.
Shit on a shag carpet.
Even worse is when your ex-army grandfather serves that for dinner…
A snake.
I’d have to assume that landmines top the list.
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Your cardboard and balsa wood model castle … due for homework tomorrow.
The knuckles of the person hiding under your bed.
glass
A Mysterious Wet Patch on the carpet (is it water or is it dog urine? Spin the wheel and we’ll find out!)
Cat puke - wet is nasty, but never underestimate the feeling of cracking the dried surface on top and having it all cling to your foot . . .
Your glasses, which you swore you left on your nightstand, but somehow they ended up at the foot of your bed, and now they’re smashed and the eyeglass place isn’t open tomorrow and oh God oh God oh God . . . Special mention for those times when you know you’ve stepped on them, but there’s this little moment of uncertainty and hope as to the extent of the damage right before turning on the lights.
The weird little crunchy gray bugs that seem to delight in committing seppuku in the middle of your bedroom.
Cup of any sort of liquid - extra points if it’s milk.
Coming home from a cross-country flight, wandering blearily into my apartment, hmm, it feels a little chilly in he---- Wheee–Whump. Slipped and fell on a patch of ice on my kitchen floor. You know the cartoons where someone slips on a banana peel, catches air and then Whump? Like that.
Yes, the furnace did break and a pipe leaked – I wrapped up in my electric blanket and told the guy to just come fix it in the morning.:smack:
Slightly off-subject: I used to work with a carpenter, from Germany, who used a lot of mechanical equipment. One was a compressor, which he used to power an air hammer that drives nails into wood.
It had a hose, about half as big around as a garden hose, running from compressor to air tool. He was very particular about me not stepping on the cord and scolded me whenever I did. When HE did, which he did now and then, I did not hesitate to point it out.
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[li]dougie’s hose.[/li][li]A large, gnawed nylabone.[/li][li]A buckeye.[/li][/ol]
…Goatheads and Sand Spurs - my poor kid feet seemed to attract them like magnets.