Tuesday, February 14, 2012

V is for Vomit

Ah, Valentine's Day. The day when the phone rings every fifteen minutes with someone worried that their dog may have ingested a toxic dose of chocolate. Usually the dog is fine, rarely there is something to worry about. The dose makes the poison, after all. I think back on past Valentine's Days and remember lots of vomit. Most people think about flowers, candy, candlelit dinners, that kind of thing - me? I think of vomiting dogs. See, either they ate the whole damn box of candy with wrappers and everything and puked it up themselves in my office, or we're actually worried about a toxic dose but they don't have the courtesy to puke on their own and we have to make them puke. Either way, there is puke involved. Yay.

My beloved made me a super-sweet video for V-day this year. Jazzy background music, cute pink swirly animation, and some awesome pictures of us, and the kids, through the past year. At the end of the video, a little animated cartoon of a dog vomiting up a pile of brown stuff with flecks of red foil wrapping.

Awwwwwww. He knows me so well!

Happy Valentine's Day to you!


  1. Our final patient just before closing last night was a dog that ate 28 packs of Hubba Bunba gum. The clinic smelled very fruity this morning.

  2. You know you've grown too accustomed to vomiting dogs when the freshly baked chocolate cake comes back up and still looks appetizing :o)