So I get home from work. Its still pouring and its just a darn depressing day. I did get two cards from my sisters but I wanted to let Maxi out before I sat down to read them........Upstairs I go and open the bedroom door...The dog is terrified,,runs back into the corner and I see why......He was soooooo soooooo sooooo sick today. and guess where he got sick....yep..all over the bedroom floor and no, its not hardwood dammit... So cleaning puke and poop up was such a lovely birthday celebration...His gift to me.. I felt so bad for him. He never poops in the house....I mean never.. That had to have killed him to be that sick. No, I didn't yell at him. Not a bit. I hugged the poor guy and of course, didn't give him a treat either.
I have since read the cards and enjoyed them muchly...along with my beautiful flowers sent by Deb and Laura...what a lovely surprise and cheered up an otherwise rainy depressing day...Thanks guys and everyone else for your wonderful birthday wishes.. It means so much to me..