My Dog Adventure

Do you see this dog?

Mausi go Barfy-Poo

This regal beast is the property of my in-laws, the man and woman who tenderly bore and raised my beloved wife. The dog’s name is Mausi (or Mitsy, or Muffins, or something similarly inscrutable).

Anyway, my point is that I cleaned up its puke this weekend.

For those of you unacquainted with hot, yellowish-green German Shephard barf, I think it’s safe to say that it’s one of the grossest things in the universe. I watched the wretched creature spread its jaws wide and silently disgorge a massive pile of vomit on the floor. Alone with my wife, I knew that we would have to clean it up, so I went to fetch some cleaning supplies. When I had returned, I found a similarly revolting barf-mound in another corner of the room.

In all, we’re talking more than a half-gallon of thick, chunky heavings left behind for me by this bastard dog.

Bridgette was little help in cleaning up the mess. For one, she is 6 months pregnant, so bending over is not the easiest. Secondly, she got a case of the giggles when she saw the disgusting sludge-heaps, so her “help” came in the form of laughing while I was suppressing the gag reflex, scooping the warm, nauseating stomach contents of my in-laws’ German Shephard into the garbage.

Hooray for awfulness!

P.S. When Bridgette read this post, she got the giggles again.

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3 Responses to My Dog Adventure

  1. tim hopps says:

    Now you know what it’s like for me to clean up after one of my parties.

  2. Sarah says:

    I can’t top Tim’s comment. :)

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