Nuggets of Goodness

Oscar doesn't empty in the pouch, but instead gives me "little nugget's of goodness" which pancake themselves around the stoma, so I wear a closed pouch that I have to manually open/close to clean. So, last night while doing a final clean up of Oscar before bed, I have the pouch off and a nugget lands on my foot. I'm leaning over the toilet, but the little bugger knows exactly where my foot is every time! This has happened to me 3 times already and every time It does, I exclaim "ahhh!" My husband yells..."Oscar pooped on your foot again huh?" I yell back "How do you know?" He yells "the noise you make is the same every time he does it." I suppose I should get over being pooped on, but it's just weird. I guess I should be thankful the Pug's were already in bed, Gunner has a penchant for poop. He thinks it's a REALLY tasty tootsie roll. Ick.