I didn't intend to stay up all night writing, but the birds and light are greeting me, so I see that I have.
As I was writing my last line my dog vomited up an olive.
Thank goodness I am now too exhausted for symbolism. I'm just going to stubbornly take it as a good omen--especially that I managed to clean it up so quickly and with minimal angst.
(He did, after all, have anaesthetised teeth-cleaning surgery yesterday; I don't expect his systems to be tip-top yet. How he managed to snag the olive, however, is an entirely different story altogether...one I wish I knew it. I also stepped in a different dog's poop today, which was also on a carpet in my house. It is an interesting and smelly life I lead.)
Mugz is yawning (ready for sleep again) and I am yawning (ready for sleep to begin) now that the vomiting and writing is finished for the evening.
And so to bed with me!
As I was writing my last line my dog vomited up an olive.
Thank goodness I am now too exhausted for symbolism. I'm just going to stubbornly take it as a good omen--especially that I managed to clean it up so quickly and with minimal angst.
(He did, after all, have anaesthetised teeth-cleaning surgery yesterday; I don't expect his systems to be tip-top yet. How he managed to snag the olive, however, is an entirely different story altogether...one I wish I knew it. I also stepped in a different dog's poop today, which was also on a carpet in my house. It is an interesting and smelly life I lead.)
Mugz is yawning (ready for sleep again) and I am yawning (ready for sleep to begin) now that the vomiting and writing is finished for the evening.
And so to bed with me!
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