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<blockquote data-quote="Jody" data-source="post: 346359" data-attributes="member: 8787"><p>Decided to take the love of my life Broady for an outing. We got in the car and went to go visit my oldest daughter, about 3-4 miles away. About 1 mile into the drive Broady is sitting next to me and I look over and he's acting like he's getting ready to vomit. I have a very weak stomach. I am begging him to hold on till I can pull over. I do not know what's wrong, so I am like if he vomits I am too, omg, I am on the highway. I finally pull off into a Popeye's restraunt parking lot. No grass , but good dry pavement. I get him out the car and he acts like he's okay. I let him go to the bathroom and he seems okay. We got about 1 mile to the bank, and they give him dog biscuits. Not thinking I let him have them. 1-2 miles down the road, the dry heaving starts again, then I realize he ate the biscuits, gross. vomits on the floor board. I am driving down the road and have my shirt pulled over my nose, dry heaving myself. He farts and it smells like terrible, terrible rotten cabbage. I roll down the window as far as I can and try to drive and stick my head out the window. I roll his down as far as I can. He was trying to get to my back seat, I think to take a dump. I don't want to let him do it, or I swear I will have to sell my car or junk it. Gross. OMG, he's disgusting. I am begging and pleading hold on boy, hold on boy. He really wants to the back seat to get away from the mess he has created and to bury his head in my winter coat laying in the back seat. I let him back there because if I don't we are going to wreck. I finally get him home and he goes to the bathroom in the yard. We get in the house and he runs and lays down on my bed. I am now so sick to my stomach from the dry heaving I can't quit. He is lying on my bed acting like he has the bed spins or is drunk panting heavily. Oh my goodness after all that we lay on the bed side by side and just look at each other. He's so darned cute and I love him so much, but I don't think he will ever ride in my car again. Ugh. Yuck.</p><p> </p><p>'</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Jody, post: 346359, member: 8787"] Decided to take the love of my life Broady for an outing. We got in the car and went to go visit my oldest daughter, about 3-4 miles away. About 1 mile into the drive Broady is sitting next to me and I look over and he's acting like he's getting ready to vomit. I have a very weak stomach. I am begging him to hold on till I can pull over. I do not know what's wrong, so I am like if he vomits I am too, omg, I am on the highway. I finally pull off into a Popeye's restraunt parking lot. No grass , but good dry pavement. I get him out the car and he acts like he's okay. I let him go to the bathroom and he seems okay. We got about 1 mile to the bank, and they give him dog biscuits. Not thinking I let him have them. 1-2 miles down the road, the dry heaving starts again, then I realize he ate the biscuits, gross. vomits on the floor board. I am driving down the road and have my shirt pulled over my nose, dry heaving myself. He farts and it smells like terrible, terrible rotten cabbage. I roll down the window as far as I can and try to drive and stick my head out the window. I roll his down as far as I can. He was trying to get to my back seat, I think to take a dump. I don't want to let him do it, or I swear I will have to sell my car or junk it. Gross. OMG, he's disgusting. I am begging and pleading hold on boy, hold on boy. He really wants to the back seat to get away from the mess he has created and to bury his head in my winter coat laying in the back seat. I let him back there because if I don't we are going to wreck. I finally get him home and he goes to the bathroom in the yard. We get in the house and he runs and lays down on my bed. I am now so sick to my stomach from the dry heaving I can't quit. He is lying on my bed acting like he has the bed spins or is drunk panting heavily. Oh my goodness after all that we lay on the bed side by side and just look at each other. He's so darned cute and I love him so much, but I don't think he will ever ride in my car again. Ugh. Yuck. ' [/QUOTE]
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