Sick Puppy

So last night I'm laying in bed, sleeping, minding my own business when I feel Sophie run up the bed and come to a stop next to my head. This isn't out of the ordinary. Oftentimes if it is stormy outside, or she hears a noise, or has a bad dream she will come up to lay on my head. What was out of the ordinary is that she came to a stop next to my pillow, horked a few times, and then puked on the bed.

AAAHHHHH!!! NOOOOOO!!!!!

She's still hacking like she's got more coming, and I know I'll never make it outside in time, so I run her into the bathroom because linoleum is easier to clean than beds or carpet.

Hork, hork, puke.

Poor baby, I sit there and pet her for a while and make sure her tummy is settled before I go to get an old towel to clean up her beard. But in a true act of over achievement she takes a few steps out into the hallway to puke on the carpet.

Awesome. Now I have three surfaces to clean at 2:00 in the morning. Sophie is obviously over it and feeling better because she trots back to the bed and snuggles in.

"That's cool, Soph. I got it."

I look around at my vomit covered house and wonder how this is even possible. The puke to container ratio just doesn't make sense in my mind. No wonder it wanted out.

The little piggy.