12:53 a.m.
[nudge, nudge] Somebody just threw up…
Poor Thing One; she was NOT a happy puppy. I tell ya, I am *SO* glad the Things are old enough to know when they’re about to throw up and to have the sense to get out of bed and head for the bathroom (even if they don’t always make it there). Much better than the days when they would just turn their head to the side and puke in bed and all over their stuffed animals, etc., etc. She kept apologizing for getting puke on the floor, and I kept telling her not to worry about it, that it wasn’t a big deal, that it was just part of being a parent, and I didn’t mind (yet another benefit of wood floors instead of carpeting!).
Lucky for me, Hubby’s smart and suggested we set her up on the futon in the living room. Uh, yeah. If she had thrown up again later, it would have been MUCH better for her to be in the living room rather than having to climb down from her loft bed. Yeah. As it turns out, she didn’t, and she seems to be fine so far today, but time will tell.
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16:40:00
We have been fighting the flu since Christmas. My grandson also had an accident on the wood floor. I though the same thing. Thank you for wood. Keep healthy enjoy reading your blog. Feels like talking to an old friend