The day after Christmas we dashed off to the country. When we walked into the house the smell was disgusting…….that was an improvement on the “absolutely disgusting” smell that nearly knocked us off our feet last visit. The hallway floor must have been made from odds and ends, it was row after row of pieces about two feet wide. Consequently there were a lot of joins, each one a vessel to soak up the urine of the dogs they were breeding. I had not planned on pulling the floor up just yet, but one minute I was cleaning a cupboard, the next I was sitting on the floor using the petrified poop scraper (originally a paint scraper) and a hammer to chip the floor tiles and scrape up the still mushy backing.