We had a dog.  Miniature  Schnauzer named Pepper.  Well when Pepper got up in age he couldn't go the entire night without needing to go out.  If he had to go it ended up being right in front of the refrigerator.  It got to be a rule that whoever got up first was to clean up the dog mess.  Well as you could guess this was not something any of us kids looked forward to doing.  We got in the habit of coming downstairs real quietly and peeking around the door too see if there was a dog mess.  If there wasn't, we'd come down and let the dog out and then turn on the cartoons.  If there was, we'd slowly close the upstairs door and quietly go back the way we came and find something to do until we heard the pots and pans slamming downstairs in the kitchen.  It was then we knew my dad was up.  lol  He'd get so mad that every time he'd get up he had to clean up the dog pee that he'd slam the pots and pans that he was using to make breakfast with down on the stove top.  We'd know that was our cue that things were safe now.  Lol  We'd come down stairs acting like we just woke up and act all discussed upon hearing the dog peed on the floor again.  Hahaha.  He'd be cussing about what he was going to do to that God-Bleepin' flee-bag all the while.   One time he must of heard us come downstairs and then go back up because when he got up he opened the upstairs door and yelled at the top of his lungs for us kids to get down here…NOW!!!  Lol  It was usually Johnny or I who woke up first but he wanted all the kids down in the kitchen that morning to clean up after the dog.  Kim and Nancy were really still asleep so they were not happy.  Lol Then we tried the "But I didn't go in the kitchen yet" excuse.  We'd get restless waiting for him to wake up so we would come down stairs and see the dog mess and go right into the living room to watch TV.  When he did get up and walked into the kitchen and saw the mess, he'd come yelling at us for not cleaning it up.  but we would tell him we didn't go into the kitchen yet, therefore we didn't know…really…honest.  Lol  But he never fell for that one.  We went back to sneaking back up the stairs.