Saturday, I took Tamara to the Convenient Care to get a sports physical for school. We were there for 2 hours and I had to leave to go get the kids up from nap. My cousin's son Jacob was staying here while we were gone. So I loaded up the kids at 2:45 and we went to get her. We got back around 3:30. When I got home, there was a very strong smell of poop. Lucy, our 4 year old mini dachsund, got into one of Sam's poopy diapers. Yep, she ate poop. How disgusting is that?
Ok, so the day went on. We ate dinner. Lucy ate some of the scraps that the kids threw on the floor. Yes, I said threw. My kids "occasionally" throw their food on the floor. We ate around 5:30. Nick was working all day. He worked form 9-7. About 7 we are sitting in the family room and Lucy starts to throw up. Usually when she throws up she dry heaves and throws up a very tiny amount. Well, she started throwing up all this brown, nasty stuff on our dry clean only rug. I pick her up in a panic and throw her on the coffee table. (Why, I dont' know) She jumps on our new, leather sectional and pukes more in the corner of it. Tons of brown, poopy puke is all over the place. I get out the carpet shampooer and start to clean it up. I'm trying to get the kids out of the way. I'm crying and having a pity party. I throw Lucy outside and she pukes even more. Poor Marley was upset that I was crying and she almost started crying. Who knows what Tamara was thinking through all of this!
Nick got home during the clean up process. He entertained the kids while I scrubbed the floors and furniture. What a mess!! Lesson learned for me. Even though I bag all of the diapers, sometimes I don't get them outside to the trash until the end of the day. Lucy dug in a closed bag to get the diaper. From now on I am going to be more careful about where I put things.
Lucy didn't die. I thought she would after eating all that. It's crazy what pet owners go through for their beloved pets.
