I didn't blog because my dog had explosive diarrhea.
Want some more radical honesty details?
The first time, it sounded like he farted. He was laying on the couch totally still and "farted". I didn't see anything so I laughed about him farting. And then I reached over to pet him. And put my hand right in the mucusy liquid poo that was the same color as the upholestry of our couch. Nice. Gag. Gag. Gag. And, our other dog was sitting right next to him with her head by his nether regions so he shit on her head. Yeah. That was great, too.
It was a fun night of squirting and cleaning and worrying.
No lies.
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