(Souvenir is NOT an English word. How would YOU spell it??)
Mom sent us two religious medals from Santa Fe, which we received in the mail today, St. Anne and St. Stephen. We read all about them on the enclosed cards.
Then we got home, to find that one of the dogs had also left us a souvenir: it seems that a long day of stick chewing and office-paper gnawing culminated in an eruption of stomach acid and wood pulp IN OUR BED. It soaked through the throw blanket, the comforter, and the bed sheets to stain our mattress. As we were blotting dry the puke-strained mattress Stephan asked in his best bedroom voice, "Feeling frisky yet?"
On our part, there was much pulling of hair and gnashing of teeth. As Stephan trudged out to the garage to find more blankets he yelled over his shoulder, "Call your mom and ask her who the patron saint of puking dogs is!"
Mom, who is the patron saint of puking dogs?
4 comments:
Anna,
Just wanted to tell Stephan how much we appreciated him on Friday night before going to Billings. He took care of dad with the right touch and it was appreciated. Everything is all right now and dad is back home.
Thank you
Btw don't know who the patron saint of 'puking' dogs is but the patron saint of dogs is St Roch.
Thanks for the comment! I'm SO glad everything turned out okay. (For those interested, this poster lives in Baker! I met her the other night when her father was in the ER. I'm not including her name for privacy reasons).
Anna
nna,
Is the picture of the dog drinking from the toilet or puking into the toilet...'cause if you can train them to puke there may they could pee there as well.
XOX
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