But, Of Course.

30 August 07 | 2 comments

…and then Daisy puked copiously.

I fucking quit.

[Edited to add: And then she puked again, on the patio, and the beagle tried to bite me when I dragged her away from eating it. NOW I quit.]

[Edited again to add: And now that she's ralphed up everything in her gut, she's RAVENOUS and thus feels the need to whine and whine and whine and whine. And if I give her food at this point she's just going to ralph it back up again. So my choice is to listen to the whining or clean up puke again.]

  1. Annika’s avatar

    Annika on 30 August 07 at 11:49 am

    Oh lordy. What can I do to help? I’ve got an adorable 15-month-old who hardly ever pukes and can light up an entire room with his laughter. Should I overnight him to you?

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  2. happykat’s avatar

    happykat on 30 August 07 at 4:53 pm

    oh gosh – what a terrible day!

    I *HATE* cleaning up dog puke.

    And when they guard it when they try to clean it up, and part of you just wants to let them eat it, because it will be gone, but then you know you’ll just have to clean it up again when they puke it up again.

    In our house – we like it when the other dog cleans it up…

    We are classy folk.

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