Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Michael is usually the one that takes Max to the vet for his puppy shots. Well, I thought I would be nice and take him this morning since I really didn't have to be up at school until 12. I get to the vet and Max is freaking out as soon as he sees the clinic door. I have to pick him up and carry him inside...while he is clawing the crap out of me. He weighs 30 pounds, people. So the vet gives him the shots...we pay...we leave. Great. We are done and can go home now! I turn onto our street and he pukes RIGHT between the front passenger seat and the middle console. Are you kidding me? Awesome. Why in MY car?
So I get home and get him inside. I start to clean up his mess and start gagging uncontrollably. I start throwing up in the car port. omg. Two separate neighbors are outside and can hear me throwing up my internal organs. They probably think I was paying a price for a night out on the town. Not so much. I really didn't want to take the time to explain that I just have a horribly overactive gag reflex. Thank goodness we are moving soon.

See, my life is never boring.

6 comments:

April L. said...

FUNNY but gross. That's reflex not reflects...dang, teacher.

Amy B. said...

Ha ha!

Ashley said...

gross!

Grammy Forest said...

Did you get the smell out of the car? Yucky! See, when you do get pregnant and have a baby, you'll be already in the know of how wonderful motherhood really is-good practice for the future. Actually I feel your pain.What was Michael's reaction to all of this drama?

The von Minden Family said...

oh no!!!!

Jennifer T. said...

I'm sorry, but I just laughed and laughed. I can just picture it.

One time, Bailey threw up in the little pocket on the car door where you can put change and stuff. It was super gross, but at least not inbetween the seat and console. Nasty!