Gag me. Literally.

Monday night I was ready for a good night's sleep. Didn't get much rest over the birthday weekend, so was excited to hit the hay. And then I heard that dreaded sound - the dog, dry heaving on the bed. That sound could move mountains. I shot up and tried to get her off the bed in time, but it was mid-puke and she hit the bed, my socks, the carpet...ugh. Cut to an hour later, after I did laundry and changed my socks and soothed her...so much for getting some rest! #petparentproblems