Aren't Mondays so much fun? Don't you wish every day could be Monday?
My Monday was especially crazy. Like most Mondays lately, I got up at 4:30 am to get ready and drive down to Pratt. So of course I didn't sleep at all last night because I knew I had to get up so early. I just lay there waiting for my alarm to go off. I finally get out of bed and in the shower, just as I get out of the shower my hubby leaves to get to Pratt before me.
Not five minutes after he leaves the house do I hear Cooper throwing up in our bedroom. Let me tell you a 75lb dog throwing up is not petite. He pukes twice in our bedroom and I finally drag him out into the hall and he pukes two more times on the tile. Now I have 4 puddles of puke to clean up at 5 o'clock in the morning. Awesome.
I finally get everything cleaned up and everything in the car, including the dogs, and we are off, 40 minutes later then I wanted to leave. On the way down to Wichita, Cooper is very antsy, and keeps getting up in the back and looking around. I am pleading with him not to puke in my car. I am not sure that Cooper understands what I am saying, but I would like to think he does. Luckily, he makes it all the way down with out another incident.
Just to add on to Cooper's puke I got to clean this morning. On Friday, we are getting ready to leave the hotel and head back home and I am taking the dogs outside. Cooper decides to pee on my foot! I was wearing ballet flats, so not just on my foot, but in my shoe. So gross!
Needless to say, Cooper is not on my favorite dogs list right now. I can't take any more from him.