Rough week

Boy, what a week! Herself was sick, then I got sick. I tell ya I thought she was going to kill me on Tuesday. I was pooping all over the place. She didn't know I couldn't help it and man was she pissed. Well this went on for two days, until I started to vomit all over the place. I guess spit up is not as bad as shit up. Because she felt bad and didn't even mind cleaning up puke.
I guess her nose isn't as sensitive as mine. She didn't smell where I pooped before because when she cleaned up the mess she thought she got it all. Well she did, except for the scent marker. I think she had an epiphany because she remembered when Bill was with her, he could tell her she must have missed a spot of something when she couldn't find it. Well, she went at it with a vengeance. She and Bill bought a rug cleaner more than two years ago and never used it. The dang thing is as heavy as the deuce, but with her grandson's help she got it out and cleaned the carpet and put on some of the yucky stuff she used when she was first training me.
Scent marker is gone so now I go outside and you would think she was given the crown jewels, she is sooooooooo happy.
I'm glad she is happy but today my tummy and throat are sore, throwing up is not fun. I guess the weather decided it would take over as the day is poopy, but I'm not. Yeah!
NEXT WEEK I'LL TELL YOU MORE ABOUT OUR ADVENTURES