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Jul. 1st, 2002 12:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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So. I come upstairs, ready to get in bed and eventually go to sleep. Iya is stretched out across my bed. Okay. That's normal. What wasn't normal was the pile of vomit right by her head. On my bed. Where I have to sleep.
[shudders]
So. I managed to keep my composure, strip the bed, and flip the mattress. The whole time she looked at me pathetically because she was sure I was upset at her. I made the bed, put the sheets in the wash, and comforted the poor, apparently sick dog and told her it was okay. It happens to the best of us.
Now I am going to take the time to flip out.
She puked in my bed! I have to sleep here.
Ewwwwww!
[shudders]
So. I managed to keep my composure, strip the bed, and flip the mattress. The whole time she looked at me pathetically because she was sure I was upset at her. I made the bed, put the sheets in the wash, and comforted the poor, apparently sick dog and told her it was okay. It happens to the best of us.
Now I am going to take the time to flip out.
She puked in my bed! I have to sleep here.
Ewwwwww!