You don’t know from gross until you’ve seen a long dangler and had to pull a foot of half-digested towel from a corgi’s butt.
That’s all.
Grosser than Gross
July 25th, 2007 · No Comments
Categories:I've had better mornings, Vomit, pet sitting
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Grosser than gross – how about a Jack Russell shitting out a used condom on the very crowded Lincoln Road in South Beach. The worst part was, I was sitting with the owner.
Ewwwwww ….
Why did I check your blog today?
I have to imagine the Corgi is now pretty clean inside.
Oh, Sofi so wins. I’m going to go throw up now.
I thought my sister’s corgi was bad.
I’m glad I ate breakfast already.
Sofi,
That must have been a very proud moment for the owner.
Airam,
Exactly.
egan,
Not that this is any sort of consolation, but I spent most of yesterday asking myself why I had even gotten out of bed.
jimh,
Sadly, it seems that she might still have some towel in her bowels…I’ll be taking her back to the vet this afternoon.
Nick,
I’m glad we could both share with you.
Übermilf,
Yesterday when I wasn’t asking myself why I’d gotten out of bed, I was gagging.
At the vet’s office this morning she tried to eat cotton balls.
Ew. Ew. Ew.
Dogs are stupid. But then, I can’t say much more for my cat.
Well, all I can say is thank you for such a lovely image.
warms the heart!
lol!
Oh, to be a dog owner! I would deal — just to have a little dog to call my own!
My dear, we had to do that several times with our Rottweiler. Not pretty.