Over the next day and a half, there was plenty of Googling, carpet cleaning, rationing of food, and constant analyzing the...ahem...output to ensure the...ahem...pipes were functioning. She ate something that didn't agree with the system - that'll teach her to eat paper outta the trash. Silly dog.
Worst case scenario: She's extremely lethargic, not eating, continuing to vomit, zero poop-age, and needing a trip to the vet.
Best case scenario: She's back to her squeaky ball-chasing self, maintaining healthy amounts of drool, forgot she canvas'd the house is hurl, and taking massive dumps that she's known for.
Well...her behavior was just that...her typical self. No trip to the vet was necessary, although I about clubbed her like a baby seal when she regained her personality and wanted to play....while I toiled with the carpet cleaning machine (which I found one to borrow - thank the Lawd!). Instead of purchasing the Hoover carpet shampoos, you can simply add a cup of vinegar to the water tank. Voila. Eco-conscious and cheap.
Never more have I hated Murphy, his Law, and military training. Never have I gagged cleaning up vomit. I have a hearty stomach and plenty of training thanks to college - but this was the worse. And never have I wanted to click my heels three times and wish it all went away.
So that was my Friday? What? Were you thinking something else? Oh, really? Do tell what you were expecting?? I'm all ears! ;)