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Oct. 4th, 2009 12:52 amBen woke me up because my dog vomited at his feet. As I stumbled out of the bed room, I stepped in dog vomit twice.
After cleaning my feet in the bathroom, I continued to the kitchen for carpet cleaning supplies. And found dog poop.
Cleaned up dog poop. Cleaned up dog vomit at ben's feet. Started cleaning up vomit in bedroom. (Turns out there were 3 vomit spots, but I only managed to step in two. How lucky.)
Halfway through the bedroom vomit cleaning, my dog vomited in her bed.
Then dog makes vomiting motions again. I dropped everything and took her outside to finish vomiting. She changed her mind and decided it's much too cold to vomit outside.
Barefoot and in my pajamas, I walked my dog around the block to try to get her to finish vomiting. Instead she had explosive diarrhea. But then she felt much better.
All vomit has now been cleaned up. Dog is curled up on the couch sleeping. I am awake and cranky.
After cleaning my feet in the bathroom, I continued to the kitchen for carpet cleaning supplies. And found dog poop.
Cleaned up dog poop. Cleaned up dog vomit at ben's feet. Started cleaning up vomit in bedroom. (Turns out there were 3 vomit spots, but I only managed to step in two. How lucky.)
Halfway through the bedroom vomit cleaning, my dog vomited in her bed.
Then dog makes vomiting motions again. I dropped everything and took her outside to finish vomiting. She changed her mind and decided it's much too cold to vomit outside.
Barefoot and in my pajamas, I walked my dog around the block to try to get her to finish vomiting. Instead she had explosive diarrhea. But then she felt much better.
All vomit has now been cleaned up. Dog is curled up on the couch sleeping. I am awake and cranky.
