Things you don't want to come home to

A kitchen and living room (fortunately not carpeted) spackled in canine incontinence and yellow liquid.

A serious lack of paper towels to remedy the situation (until, happily, an old, lost roll is found).

A torrential downpour starting just as you have to take the refuse bag out, and soaking you in the ten seconds you're outside.

Seriously, folks, weekend can only get better from here...