Happy Mother's Day.....
It's the sound that dog owners know all too well; a sound that can be heard throughout the house no matter where one is. That is the sound of a dog in the act of throwing up. All my dogs have thrown up as I'm sure yours have. Usually no big deal to clean up, but I always react the same way.
Whenever I hear that initial "heaving" going on, I run to the spot of the action and urge, no order the dog to go outside. Honestly this has never worked. It's just to damn hard to stop a dog in mid-upchuck. I suppose we humans are like that too, so I never get too mad at the dog. They're just a sick friend. It was strange, Daphne threw up a short while ago on the exact same spot where the Big Gold Dog passed away in September..the exact spot.
Having cleaned up the small mess Daphne created; I sat down to write these short notes with Daphne slumbering at my feet. Slumbering that is until she awoke with a start and began heaving again. So what did I do....I ordered her to go outside and vomit. Dang....didn't work one my time.
Oh yeah.....Happy Mothers Day. My Mother and I had a very nice late morning brunch at the Wall Street Sunday brunch spot. In all honesty, after the last half year or so, I think that my Mom and I apprectiate each other more than we ever have before. Thanks Ma!
It's the sound that dog owners know all too well; a sound that can be heard throughout the house no matter where one is. That is the sound of a dog in the act of throwing up. All my dogs have thrown up as I'm sure yours have. Usually no big deal to clean up, but I always react the same way.
Whenever I hear that initial "heaving" going on, I run to the spot of the action and urge, no order the dog to go outside. Honestly this has never worked. It's just to damn hard to stop a dog in mid-upchuck. I suppose we humans are like that too, so I never get too mad at the dog. They're just a sick friend. It was strange, Daphne threw up a short while ago on the exact same spot where the Big Gold Dog passed away in September..the exact spot.
Having cleaned up the small mess Daphne created; I sat down to write these short notes with Daphne slumbering at my feet. Slumbering that is until she awoke with a start and began heaving again. So what did I do....I ordered her to go outside and vomit. Dang....didn't work one my time.
Oh yeah.....Happy Mothers Day. My Mother and I had a very nice late morning brunch at the Wall Street Sunday brunch spot. In all honesty, after the last half year or so, I think that my Mom and I apprectiate each other more than we ever have before. Thanks Ma!
