Preston and his amazing adventure with tupperware

>As part of my ongoing quest to discover everything that is wrong with my dog, circumstances required me to collect a urine sample.

Actually it was the vet who required it of me.

This was a task I never performed before. Stool samples - that one I can do no trouble. Urine posed some problems of what I shall call logistics, which led to the following exchange:

Me: Um. Can you offer some pointers as to how I do this?

Vet: Well, really it's all about the timing.

Ah.

I have a tendency to have situations like this, so I was prepared for all sorts of complications to ensue, leading to a story which goes on for about twenty minutes and ends with the listener telling me "You know, that's the sort of thing that only happens to you." This in mind, I was prepared for anything.

Turns out I am a diva of timing.

The only mishap is that my dog thinks I'm a bit weird, and the lack of comic adventure means that the amusing post title I came up with might have to go to waste.

So I'm writing it up anyway.