Was just about asleep last night, when wife shouted, "The dog is urging!"
Well. The dog was sitting on our bed, and not making ANY attempt to move.
So, naked and without my glasses, I picked up our mutt and ran to the bathroom, arms outstretched. It was a miracle I didn't bang into furniture.
Alas, we did not quite make it. I froze in the bathroom doorway, wondering where to put the dog. The tub? Above the toilet? While the options flashed through my mind, the dog puked. Partly on the floor. And partly on the shower curtain. And when I let her down she puked again, on her blanket.
sigh
At least my wife cleaned up the mess. And back to bed we went.
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