This is adorable Blarney. ~
He was a little less adorable fifteen minutes into the ride when he decided to empty his bladder into my purse, my shoes and all over the back seat. I was in the back seat with him! While I'm mopping that mess up with wads of paper towel, Blarney is whining and drooling profusely. My friend Wendy is apologizing and offering to pull over. After another fifteen minutes, the drool has turned into a veritable waterfall and no amount of paper towel is saving my coat from turning into a gobby mess. We have all the windows open and my hair is looking like that scene from Bridgit Jones's Diary where she loses her headscarf, while riding in a convertible.
Blarney is now terrified and shaking like a leaf. He starts passing gas and it smelled so bad we thought he had actually pooped on the seat.
We're getting so close to the clinic that I urge Wendy to keep driving. We can make it! Blarney gives a pathetic, long moan and buries his head in my boobs. And then it happened. He threw up a whole bowl of kibble into my bra. He threw up in the cracks of the seats. He threw up in the seat belt holder thingys.
By the time we took him into the office, this pedigree dog looked like some mangy mongrel we had found on the side of the road and I looked like I should be pushing a shopping cart around with all my worldly belongings in it. I'm thinking I didn't smell all that nice, too. Wendy is apologizing profusely and I am thinking, "Lord help us; we have to make the trip back!".
I think this completely makes up for Wendy looking after my old cat and stepping in a big pool of diarrhea beside the litter box. Don't you?
I still will give Blarney kisses and Wendy is still my good friend and blogging buddy. You can read all about Blarney's adventures on her blog Here. But, the next time Blarney can ride with his daddy!
Hope you have a little less eventful day!
Oh my, poor you and poor puppy....hope you had a good day shopping afterwards though!ReplyDelete
Well, it did take considerable time for me to clean up before we went shopping!Delete
You poor girl, but this is hilarious!ReplyDelete
I can so imagine it...
rather you then me with this one:-) (stepped into fresh puppy poo this morning while getting out of bed)
wishing you a less eventfull, happy day
Oh Maureen...what a day we had?! I, too, posted about this day and referred people back to your story for more details! Things just happen to SOME people! Thanks for helping me! xo wendyReplyDelete
I've got a dog who is petrified of the vets, so I don't know if I feel more sorry for the dog, or for you ! It did make me laugh though - sorry. Glad you had some well deserved retail therapy afterwards !!ReplyDelete
That's hilarious. What a great story that any animal owner can appreciate! LOLReplyDelete
I am so sorry that I laughed out loud. I know it wasn't fun, but it was funny in the retelling. I mean, who can't LOL atReplyDelete
"He threw up a whole bowl of kibble into my bra."
But poor doggie! And poor Maureen!
This is too funny, I'm sure it wasn't when you were going through it all with Blarney! He is a cute pup! ~MarcyReplyDelete
OH MY AND EWWWWW! I think you are in first place for friend of the year. Congratulations!ReplyDelete
It's okay to laugh at me guys. It was sooo extreme that I was laughing myself!ReplyDelete
Thank you for finding me cuz now I found you back. I read your adventure story and I am ALMOST POSITIVE that good old hubby TWISTED HIS KNEE on purpose. If you go over later this week and he is not using a cane...I say it was a set up!!! OMGOSH- I can JUST picture that whole scenario...it sounds like something that would happen to me....and I don't think it is an even trade off yet- Your friend needs to step in cat poop at least ONE MORE TIME! xo Diana ps...I am your newest follower.ReplyDelete
I'll remind her that she owes me one more step in poo. The cat is over 20 so I'm sure it will happen again.Delete
Aw, what a sweet dog. Love his name! Poor thing that he is so scared of the vet.ReplyDelete
Oh no Maureen. You poor gal. What a devoted friend you are,....and YES, this definitely makes up for the old cat and diarrhea. Geez. :)ReplyDelete
Oh Maureen, I would have been puking right along with Blarney. And if I ever step in cat diarrhea while checking on my kitty neice. I think I will puke right there too. Oh maybe there should have been a warning at the beginning of the post for the weak stomach peeps. LOLReplyDelete
Oh Lisa, you have me laughing so hard! I never thought of the squeamish people. I have this picture in my mind of Wendy apologizing while you AND Blarney throw up on each other. lolDelete
OMG, I laughed all the way through this, it went from bad to worse! You are a good friend indeed! I am thrilled to follow you backReplyDelete
Oh the joy! What a good friend you are! Thanks for putting a smile on my face, the thought and pictures in my mind right now are priceless!ReplyDelete