6 AM - I woke up to the sound of a heaving dog. My precious Zoe is upchucking an ungodly color of orange onto my down comforter. Dammit! I get out of bed, get some paper towels wet, grab some dry ones and head back into the bedroom finding she did it not once, but twice. My poor baby! She has had the worst gas lately and I have not changed her food, given her any new treats or anything. I quickly spot clean the comforter, toss the towels away, and get back under the covers cuddling Zoe.
7 AM - I wake up for good this time. Zout the comforter and place it in the washer.
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There is nothing worse than the sound of a heaving dog in the early AM. You have to get up right then and clean it, otherwise, the smell will keep you up.
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