We've been a little sparse this week, but it's been mostly the slobberhound's fault. He's got something goin' on in his system that's caused no less than three poo-tastic explosions in his crate at night. (Usually he conks out around 9ish and has to be woken up to eat in the morning.) Today he went out to do his bis'ness, came in to find MomBean and barf at her feet.
Thankfully not on them or this post would be about finding Tucker V2.
So he's bought himself a trip to another vet as the usual clinic we go to is closed. I hope they do something, heavens knows it's been a ***** week due to him.
You forgot to mention you taking a dump in the laundry pile. In HeBean's closet, no less?!?