Thursday, December 29, 2016

That. Was. EPIC

Graphic story ahead, kids, if you have a delicate tummy.


So, today's post was going to be all about me. But something happened
that I just gotta tattle on Mom about share with our furriends.

'Twas about 2:25 am. Mom and Toby got up for a few minutes.
He filled up his tummy and came back to bed.
Mom snuggled with him for a few minutes,
then everyone settled in for sleep.

And THAT is when the Great Toby Tummy Explosion of '16 went down.

It was glorious! Wet food everywhere... the comforter, the duvet, the Dream Lite, the step stool that helps him get up on the bed. The floor, AFTER that mean wench pushed Toby to the floor, but by then it was too late. And it got on Mom too.

Then came the words. Oh, the words! We've never heard her say things like that, furriends. Forget HBO words, this was... was... something way past HBO words. We didn't even know those kinds of words existed. At least not in those combinations.

Toby disappeared for awhile. Mom has been apologizing profusely to us both..... well, after the extensive clean up anyway. We will confer tomorrow about possible forgiveness.

I mean, our ears are still singed, y'know.

14 comments:

  1. Whoa! That sounds like it was epic!

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  2. OMC, you made our mom GAG just imagining the aroma! Score! Ha ha ha ha!

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    1. Oh yes, it had that special fragrance, fur sure.

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  3. OHHHHHHHHHHH MY I think your mom's tantrum was justified. MY word...
    I can only imagine the mess she had and ans William said above the aroma. I hope your mom has a washer and dryer in house and did not have to go to the laundry room at your new place.
    Toby good buddy sounds like you at tooooooo fast.
    Hugs madi your bfff

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    1. Sadly, her own washer and dryer are standard size and can't fit a queen size down comforter. We sent her off to the laundromat this morning.

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  4. It is totally hard to remember that it isn't the cat's fault when you are in the middle of being a victim to said projectile vomiting..

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  5. Your poor Mom, that sounds even worse than when Sammy peed on the bed last week and it soaked through every layer of blankets and comforter.

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  6. Oh my! Sounds like it was a really epic explosion! I hope Toby's tummy felt much better after that.
    Oh but oh, I'm sorry your delicate, sweet ears were hurt by your mom's words. I hope she cleaned up her mouth, too! Though, I symphasize her a little as well :-)

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  7. Yep, we feel your pain! After months of poop on beds, peeing up high on the walls...and one epic tummy explosion from Angel that went down the wall, across the carpet, over two cat shelves...and it wasn't discovered for a day, so everything got nice and dry...and the smell! Yes, we sympathize, and hope Toby is feeling okay!

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  8. Wow! That sounds super epic! I hope Toby is feeling better now.

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  9. Whoa! Toby! That musta been something!

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  10. Oh, wow! Epic indeed!
    Yours sincerely,
    Margaret Thatcher

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  11. Um, we have some "food-returns" here sometimes, but NOTHING like THAT! A dustpan and a squeegee handles ours, but this sounds like shop-vac werk...

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  12. Bwa! Haa!! Haaa!!!! Mes need that laugh!!!
    Thanks yous!!!
    Kisses
    Nellie

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