It's been quite a while since we have heard from My Weird Dog Pippen. Lots of stories to tell about him. Pippen has had a crazy year (isn't every day/year crazy for him?). He loves where we live and gets to decide where he wants to go for his walks every day. And since he is the only child at home, he can be quite spoiled.*
A result of one of these spoil sessions was something that didn't quite sit right in Pippen's stomach. I sensed the urgency, hopped up and start yelling, "Let's go! Get up! We're going outside! Hurry! Come on! Let's go, Let's go, Let's go!" and we both sprint out the back door.
RT watched the whole show and said that I have made Pippen's nauseous stomach issues into an Olympic event. It's the "Race to get the dog outside before he barfs in the house," event. RT is amazed that, over the years, I appear out of nowhere (the attic, basement, the roof), sensing that this is going to happen and get Pippen outside in time.
Yes, kids, do a little every day. Always be aware of what could happen and prepare in your mind how you can help the dog evacuate the house. This isn't a sport that you can just jump into and be the best. It takes years of practice.
I would love to talk more, but I have to go accept my Gold Medal.
*OK. So, he has always been spoiled. Nothing new.
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