Not a great night - Dog Edition

Not only did she eat poop, but she puked it up, and tracked it through the house

My princess, Lizzie, is a stinker.

A literal, stinky stinker.

Last night, at about 1:30 AM my other dog, Cerbie, had a bad dream, and howled in his sleep. That of course gets the whole house up. Me, my wife, and Lizzie all rush out to the living room to make sure he’s OK.

Lizzie decides to head out to the back yard and take care of some bidness.

That involves pooping, and then stealthily turning around and feasting on the self made snack.

Yuck.

Sure, my wife flagged her off and picked up the remnants.

Gross, but eh, what are you going to do.

4:00AM comes, and I get up¹. About 20 minutes later, Princess Lizzie starts gacking, and pukes in her doggie bed. A lot. Puke that is mostly poop. Then she walks through it, and tracks it through the house.

I have yet to have my first sip of coffee and I am digging out the fucking Bissell Green Machine carpet cleaner and the turbo pet enhanced cleaning solution, to shampoo the fucking poopie paw prints²

Sigh, another great night.

1. This is really my normal wake up time, yes, I am sick.

2. How’s that for alliteration!