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.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
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3 comments:
Phew! I thought you were going to say he ate it.
Glad to hear he barfed =P
CHAIN REACTION is correct. I was afraid he was going to step in it and track it around the house.
so why did you hold back? the family that sprays together stays together? maybe not. so did you have to clean it up?
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