I've been up alllllllllllllll night cleaning up puppy puke. Vegas threw up around 4ish yesterday afternoon. And again at 10pm. I thought he was done, and I finally went to bed at 2am. Vegas was snoozing right beside my bed on his puppy couch. I woke up at 3am and he was sitting on the carpet...next to the wall. I got up to find out what was going on only to discover he'd thrown up on his couch. So, I cleaned up what I could, hauld the puppy couch down to the laundry room and took Orions couch upstairs for Vegas to sleep on. As I was setting it up, Vegas threw up again. I got that cleaned up and grabbed a couple of towels and started to get him settled down. He was sitting upright and he started the heaving again. So I put the towel under him and he threw up 2 more times. So, I sat with him on the floor...waiting. And waiting. He looked at me with those eyes. You know....THOSE EYES!!!!!!! Then he pulled himself up onto the side railing of my bed. So, being the loving mommy that I am....I lifted him into bed next to my husband. (Who, mind you, is also sick) So, with Vegas inbetween us and 5 towels blanketing our bed and comforter (in case it happens again) I finally lay down to sleep. But NO...now Vegas wants to play. He's getting frisky and needs something to bite. Apparently...I'm a good chew toy. I asked my husband..."do you mind if I sleep elsewhere?" His response..."no". So, making sure I have the bed covered and extra towels handy...I leave my sick puppy playing in bed next to my sick husband. I retreat to our bonus room...only to find my intended place of slumber occupied by my mother in law...who is also REALLY sick. So, I came downstairs to the couch. And I thought..hey, why not share my story with everybody at 4:30 in the morning!!
So...happy Friday everybody. Hope your family is fairing better than mine on this (early) Friday morning.
So...happy Friday everybody. Hope your family is fairing better than mine on this (early) Friday morning.