Movie star Jessica Alba may be considered one of the hottest women on the planet (at least according to Maxim magazine and every teenage boy with a pulse), but when it comes down to it, she's just like any responsible dog owner -- she takes care of (her dog's) poop. Ditto for celebrity pet owners Leighton Meester of Gossip Girl and former gossip girl Rachel Bilson of The OC.
So their dogs poop, and when they do, these "it" girls do the plastic bag glove scoop pickup -- what's the big deal, right? Well, I don't know about you, but I'm embarrassed enough when my dog squats on a neighbor's lawn (why, oh why does she always save the biggest, runniest piles for those occasions?), and I certainly don't have a camera documenting the incident.
Which makes me wonder -- how else are celebrity pets embarrassing the heck out of their celebrity owners?
Back in 2007, Reuters reported Britney Spears couldn't control her new puppy, which, during a photo shoot for OK! Magazine, pooped on a $6,700 Zac Posen gown. Needless to say, OK! Magazine was less than thrilled with Britney Spears and didn't run the photos (although they're likely in possession of some great evidence shots).
And speaking of train wrecks misunderstood celebs, last year The Frisky reported that Courtney Love shared with the world (or at least her Twitter followers) some intimate moments with her pet turtle, including a shot of said turtle perched on her head. I'm not sure what is more worrisome -- the fact that Love has a pet, or the fact that she thinks her pet is a hat. And seriously, who's embarrassing who here?
Ayyyy.com shows Rumer Willis almost falling out of her dress while posing for a picture with a canine companion, though the onus is clearly on her for wearing such a revealing getup and then trying to get the dog to ogle her goodies.
And let's not forget Mariah Carey's recent vet bill debacle, in which she (and her three pooches) racked up $30,000 in costs.
As for my own embarrassing pet story, early on when my husband and I were newly dating, my cat got sick in my teeny-tiny studio apartment. We watched in shock as my poor kitty pooped everywhere, and when she was done, it was like a poop-y crime scene -- all over the walls, windows, floor, bed, etc. Luckily, we'd been dating just long enough that it didn't make him run for the hills -- but we did run for the laundromat!
What's your embarrassing pet story? (Inquiring minds want to know!)