April 23, 2008 by Marj Hatzell
As in, dog puke.
As in, I was groggy, stumbled into the family room to open the slider and let her out this morning (because she was whining to go out, a rarity).
As in, stepped in the dog puke that was RIGHT NEXT TO THE DOOR. And my curtain (the ones I took down and spent the entire weekend washing) was hanging into it. And I washed the rug for the dog foot prints, so she puked on the high-end wool area rug.
Sigh. Never a dull moment.