I took Summer out as usual at 6 am then went back to bed. About an hour later I'm dreaming until I notice Summer crawling on top of me and whining. That's usually the sign that she wants me to get up and take her outside. I think, "I just took you out!' and I mumble '5 more minutes'. She steps up on my chest and whines urgently again so I open my eyes just in time to see her.... projectile vomit in my face.
Wonderful wake up. I've showered twice and have my sheets and comforter in the wash. I'm trying to find the bright side of this (and I admit it's kind of funny NOW after the fact). She is feeling better though and I'm right now very thankful she's a papillon sized dog instead of a mastiff sized one. :yikes:
Dogs are so much fun. /sarcasm/
Wonderful wake up. I've showered twice and have my sheets and comforter in the wash. I'm trying to find the bright side of this (and I admit it's kind of funny NOW after the fact). She is feeling better though and I'm right now very thankful she's a papillon sized dog instead of a mastiff sized one. :yikes:
Dogs are so much fun. /sarcasm/