Seriously. If anyone is at all squeamish, especially regarding the bodily outputs (and inputs) of a dog, you do NOT WANT TO READ THIS. Just skip to the bottom of the post.
OK?
It’s for the best. I don’t even want to read this. Yet, here I am writing it.
Is everyone gone?
OK. Last night, our dog did the most disgusting thing known to mankind. Stanley woke us up around 1:30 am to be let out. This was a bit odd since he usually makes it until 5:30 am. When Erik took him outside, Stanley dropped a big ol’ turd and promptly ate it before Erik could stop him. Unfortunately, that is not uncommon for Stanley, who can often be seen with an actual shit-eating grin.
After being scolded and taken back to his crate, we started to go back to sleep. UNTIL. UNTIL!!! We hear retching noises. Then licking noises.
Yes. our dog barfed up the poo he ate, then proceeded to re-eat it.
We both jumped out of bed and sprung into action – Erik handling the shit-eater, and me washing his poopy-barfy pillow. It smelled SO BAD.
Let’s recap the evening’s events of Stanley, FORMERLY known as the World’s Cutest Dog:
1) Poop.
2) Eat poop.
3) Barf up poop.
4) Eat barfed up poop.
5) Watch as his mom has an anger stroke.
OK, time to bring everyone back now.
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BECKY! You read it, didn’t you? I told you not to! I’m sorry. Here’s something to make you and everyone feel better, courtesy of Dad Gone Mad.
Mark did the same thing last night. Hard to teach an old dog new tricks….
Sweet Jesus. At least he is self contained.
I think I gotta go barf myself now. BTW- my secret code at the bottom of this message? Is NONG, which is the same sound I am making right now, while I dry heave.
I laughed until I cried, then I laughed again at Becky dry heaving over poop! I heart Stanley!
BECKY, didn’t I tell you not to read it?