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You know, the stories where you say:
what the hell?
omg
::smh::
did that really just happen?!
Oh, THAT just happened.
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Well look who it is - yep, Marcy takes the stage AGAIN this week.
Two days ago, Marcy decided she would chew up her most beloved pink ball.
THAT pink ball.Not only did she chew it, she swallowed a huge chunk of it.That night, she woke me up in the middle of the night at 1:45am crying. She wouldn't stop so I took her outside and she had explosive diarrhea - sorry about that...no way to really sugar coat it.
Then yesterday she threw up in the morning. Her food from the night before wasn't digested. In doggy world, this means something is blocking her up - her pink ball.
Last night, like clockwork, at 1:45am, she starts crying and crying and so I get up and take her outside. Even more explosive than the night before.
At this point I'm grateful I listened to her. I wouldn't want to be cleaning out her cage at this moment. I open the door to bring her inside and get her water (i'm sure she must be dehydrated).
Nope, she bolts past me and runs as fast as she can upstairs into my bedroom. I take off after her. She's already jumped on our bed so I take her off, apologize to sleeping Ryan and bring her in the bathroom with me. She reeks.
Then I notice it.Poop, all over two of her paws.
I pick her up and clean her off.I cringe as I open the bathroom door and turn on the bedroom light.
Yeah, poop all over my brand new, WHITE duvet cover at 2am at night.Not to mention poop tracks up the stairs.
I'm so upset but I clean up and go back to bed.4am Marcy wakes me up because I hear her throwing up inside her cage.
I pull her out, she precedes to throw up on the floor, and then she bounces around like nothing happened.There, in her vomit, is the chunk of pink ball.
I once again clean up (she's now down to a measly towel in her bed since she soiled everything else).Back to bed.
6am, Marcy is crying, take her out, EXPLODE...
Needless to say I am one grumpy lady today.On the bright side: She hasn't been sick the rest of the day.
Geez mom, I didn't mean to smear horrid diarrhea all over your beautiful bed....Yup, THAT just happened....
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