Yes, a fair amount of my posts have been centered around dogs these days, but it seems that much of my life is centered around dogs these days. It is amazing when you get a puppy for your child how much of your own life is encompassed with caring for said puppy.
Now I am giving you fair warning, for those of you with weak stomachs, DO NOT PROCEED! Step away from the computer, click on another link, go to DSW.com and shop for shoes, but do not continue reading.
With my disclaimer fairly spelled out here goes....
this morning I woke at 5:45 to my son yelling "dad Maggie barfed" and then Scott's loud and exaggerated "oh my god" which was probably an attempt at getting me out of bed to come handle the mess, but I was staying put. So Scott proceeds to clean up the mess and I try desperately to get some more shut eye.
Five minutes later, repeat above scenario, except this time Indy barfed. At this point I give up and get out of bed. I come into the living room to find Indy has vomited on the carpet because she ate, yes that is right she ATE some of Maggie's vomit and it made her sick (she has food allergies but that is whole nother post). So I got to cleanup that joyful mess at 6 am.
Now, I ask you WHY WHY WHY do dogs think it is a good idea to eat barf? Not only do they think it's a good idea, but Indy literally wags her tail and gets excited like this was some awesome treat. She does the same with poo which still has me grossed out even more than the vomit. Seriously on what planet does this look like a good thing? This puppy gets three meals a day and because of the previously mentioned food allergies she gets baby cereal mixed with baby food chicken and chicken broth. Not a bad deal! So why does she act so deprived that vomit and poo are an exciting afternoon treat? I will NEVER understand this phenomenon and this is also the reason I don't let dogs kiss me and will never believe the "dogs mouths are cleaner than humans mouths" because I have never once been tempted to eat vomit or poo and I floss and brush twice a day. I have yet to see Indy head to the bathroom for a good brushing. Although, maybe that should be a new chore for Riley
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