Chain reaction

We’re dogsitting my cousin Paul’s dog while he’s gallivanting around Cedar Point.

M.J. (in my family, we have a bad habit of naming dogs after famous athletes) apparently spent yesterday eating a lot of grass and drinking a lot of lake water. Last night, darling M.J. barfed in my parents’ room. Approximately 12 times.

When Stevie woke up (he sleeps in Meg’s room), he went in to visit Mom, Dad and Cousin M.J.

Stevie smelled M.J.’s dog barf.

And puked.