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July 30, 2005 - Saturday

 Breakfast In Bed

Our new dog, Sammy, likes to sleep in bed with us. That’s usually not a problem. Usually. This morning: problem. Gross problem.

Sometime in the night last night, Sammy puked in our bed, right up at head level. And while that might sound disgusting, it’s disgusting on a level above and beyond the disgustingly gross grossness of waking up to a face full of dog puke. Because it wasn’t just random dog puke — it was kitty-litter-snackin’ cat poop dog puke.

Gooooooooood morning!


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3 responses to “Breakfast In Bed”

  1. David says:

    I’m sorry… I know it makes me a bad person… but I let out a big belly laugh when I read this.

  2. Valerie says:

    Years ago our dear older cat had to be sequestered to keep her from killing younger daughter’s new kitten. Occasionally we had to let the kitten out from where _she_ was sequestered, just to give the little thing some exercise and the two had to be kept quite separate. I thought that the older cat would be happiest in my room since she was my cat. Ha! She decided that since I put her there, and she was pissed off, that . . .

    I found out when I went to bed, and lay down on a soaking wet pillow. Late at night. And my husband was away on a business trip.

    I sympathize. Deeply.

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