02-03-2023, 07:34 PM
DM wrote:
So yeah, I took Yuki to the dog park even though it was raining. It was really just a heavy mist. He didn’t run about at all. There was a husky there but they weren’t interested in playing. Yuki leads me to the gate so I figure we should go.
On the way out, he nibbles some grass. He does that a lot. It doesn’t mean he’s trying to make himself puke. But this time he did. I put him in the passenger side and he must have covertly snuck over the the driver’s side whilst I was walking around the car. Yeah, I sat right in it. Yuki puke.
But I didn’t notice until I got home. We were both kinda wet so the dampness of my bum as the dog vomit seeped through my layers didn’t register.
He seems better now. And I’ve changed my pants and underwear.
Not one of our better dog outings. Nope.
So yeah, I took Yuki to the dog park even though it was raining. It was really just a heavy mist. He didn’t run about at all. There was a husky there but they weren’t interested in playing. Yuki leads me to the gate so I figure we should go.
On the way out, he nibbles some grass. He does that a lot. It doesn’t mean he’s trying to make himself puke. But this time he did. I put him in the passenger side and he must have covertly snuck over the the driver’s side whilst I was walking around the car. Yeah, I sat right in it. Yuki puke.
But I didn’t notice until I got home. We were both kinda wet so the dampness of my bum as the dog vomit seeped through my layers didn’t register.
He seems better now. And I’ve changed my pants and underwear.
Not one of our better dog outings. Nope.
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