Wednesday, April 18, 2007

A Puking Puppy

We didn’t have a very good night last night. Mommy let us out one last time to go potty before we went to bed. Instead of potty, I (Brownie) sprinted to the far back corner of the yard. There I discovered something really interesting in the bushes under a tree. Mommy called & called me, but I was too busy to listen. Naturally, Rocco was already back in the house. When I finally did come, I was licking my chops. When mommy picked me up she told daddy that my breath smelled like a sweet cigar!

Daddy had fallen asleep on the couch, as usual, so he didn’t really hear what mommy was saying. But, she was worried that I might get sick like the time we had to stay in the hospital two nights….but that’s a story for another day.

When we go to bed, we like to sleep on either side of mommy’s legs and trap her in so she can’t move. She doesn’t really like it much, but what can she do? At about 3:30, mommy woke up to the sound of a pup getting ready to puke. To everyone’s surprise it was ROCCO, not me. He threw up right on the comforter. Daddy cleaned up the mess without even opening his eyes…we think he was sleep walking.

I (Rocco) had a little upset stomach….but I felt better after that….especially when mommy let me snuggle up nice & close to her the rest of the night.

I (Brown) was perfectly fine. Mommy says I have a cast iron stomach…whatever that means.

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