I heard the whine--and then I smelled it, the sure signs of a sick dog in the bedroom.
Never a pleasant way to start the day--especially when it is 4am and the mess is substantial--and not just confined to the bedroom but as we soon discover, is also in other locations around the house.
And the clean up is not easy--the washer will be busy all day cleaning rugs, towels and even bedding as the mess increased in size.
Makayla is being put on a strict water diet and confined to her cage until her gastrointestinal system settles a bit.
She hates the cage--but is taking it like a trooper. For our point--we are trying to contain the mess because it is really awful.
So we are up early watching TV and we are listening to a unhappy dog squeaking from her cage. Trying to settle her stomach and keeping her quiet.
A long day starting early. A sick dog and a huge mess still processing through the washer and dryer.
Vacation is only days away.
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