This might be a little graphic for some of you so you should stop now if you have a weak stomach.
Consider this your warning!
Last night at around 2 a.m. I was awaken by the wimperings of my dear Moto dog. He needed to go outside.... so I let him out and on my way back to bed I stepped in something slimy and wet...... and you can probably guess what it was...... POO! So in a frantic... I ran into the bathroom and washed my foot off. I then proceeded to attempt to clean up the mess.... except there wasn't just one pile.... or even two. There were 4!!! And to make it worse... it was just regular doggy dodoo it was diarrhea! So here I am on the floor trying to clean it up and I am gagging horribly, which wakes up Brad up. He comes out and see the mess and sends me back to bed. (Gosh I love him!) In the mean time, Moto comes back in and thinks he is in trouble because he knew he made a mess......and Harley is hiding in the bathroom with her nose barley sticking out the door! -lol- Finally we got back to sleep around 3ish. Then, at 5 a.m. Moto woke me up again with his wimpers. So I run to let him out and you probably can guess what I find...... More accidents!!! Anyways..... it was a night with little sleep for me and Brad both. I feel so bad for the little guy, you could tell he was not feeling well at all. Brad said Moto pretty much slept all morning, but when I got home around 3 he was his happy self again and glad to see me. We really must love our dogs.... but then again how could you not love this face?
Confessions of a wife and mother. Somethings maybe serious, humorous, and others maybe appalling. This is me, and this my life!
Friday, February 26, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Sad day
So yesterday was a sad day. Saturday, Megan and Chris's dog L.E. got hurt really bad and they had to put her down yesterday so she would no longer be in pain. I feel so bad for Meg and Chris because she was a part of their family and they only got to have her for a short time, but I guess heavenly father gets to enjoy her company now. I know it won't be the same without her, but we'll just have to keep remembering the good times. So here's a tribute to a really good puppy. She'd get called "elk" dog because her legs were so long when she ran around. My dogs loved to play with her even when she grew bigger than them both. She'd follow you around because she wanted to be with you. But she was even sweeter when she was sleeping. L.E., We'll miss you and your cute personality. Rest in Peace.
When she was smaler:
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