Once you've changed enough explosive diapers, you can tackle any disgusting household chore.
My cat, Moses, lived to be 18 years old. I had him from 9 years old until I was happily married, living in my own house, and pushing 30. So by the time I got two cute little kittens, I was hearing my biological clock tick and wanted to give my two new felines everything Moses never had growing up.
One of the luxuries I bestowed upon my little JB and KG was a flowing water dish. The water is pumped up to the top and flows down a ramp into a serene pool of water. It aerates and cools the water, which is apparently very attractive to cats. It may seem like a bunch of hooey to you, but I have to say that Jack and Kage are far more interested in it than poor Moses ever was in his plain, sad little bowl.
The downside to this fancy water delivery service is that over time, the water pump needs to be cleaned. The first time I tried to clean the pump (pre-pregnancy), I gagged. Gagged so hard I nearly threw up. Repeatedly. Turns out, the pump clogs up with a combo of cat hair and whatever else is on the cats faces, and then turns into this unbelievably revolting mass of snot-colored algae. So, naturally, I almost booted in my kitchen sink.
After that scarring episode, I delegated the task to my amazing(ly willing to do things I find disgusting) husband. But alas, I am now a full-time stay-at-home mommy and notice all those little chores more quickly than my husband. So I decided to tackle it myself.
This time, no gagging. But I did use a toothpick to pick out the nasties so I didn't actually have to touch them. A few cleanings later? I dig in with bare hands, using my fingernails to dig out my mucousy foe. Apparently, once you've repeatedly had to clean up explosive diapers that cover the majority of your baby's body (and anything that was in a 10 foot radius when it was expelled), and carrot poop*, the gunk in the water pump is downgraded from stage 5 monstrosity to 'meh'.
*Mommies, who is with me on the carrot poop?! Seriously, there are few things more disgusting than cleaning up something day-glo orange. That just came out of your kid's butt. shudder
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