I found a link to this story in comments to an open thread at TalkLeft. It details one father’s disastrous day dealing with a dirty diaper, a missing dog, and a sadly deceased hamster.
Fair warning: if you love hamsters, you may not appreciate the author’s antipathy toward the family’s “house rat”, but he had me — literally — clutching my sides trying not to laugh till it hurt. (It’s still painful to laugh, cough, sneeze, or even take a deep breath, but the therapeutic value of a good long giggle outweighs the pain. 
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Jennifer, this one’s for you.
illustration from cartoonist fuffernutter