25 January, 2009

Second breakfast

We were about an hour away from our winter sport destination this morning when B suddenly shouted:

"I'm going to throw up!" and then almost immediately there was a cough, a splash, and squeal from S. I grabbed the bag our lunch was packed in, shook it out and handed it back just in time to catch the second and third malodorous flood.

M pulled over and we stepped out to survey the damage. B had successfully covered the back seat, the dog, himself and his horrified brother. And suddenly, amidst the carnage we realized that this is our new lease car and we haven't switched all of our stuff into it yet.

We. have. nothing. with. which. to. clean. up.

I swung B out of the car and carried him over to the side of the road. Was wiping him down as best I could with a windshield mitt when I noticed M staring into the car with a horrified look on his face. I dragged B back to the car and peered in.

It was spotless.

In case there were ever any doubts: Labradors really will eat ANYTHING.

7 comments:

Goofball said...

I wish I had not read that just before my dinner!

Goofball said...

I tagged you

christina said...

Oh my. After I stop laughing I'm going to throw up too. :-)

anno said...

Handy! (And, for the record, terriers are helpful like this, too. Don't ask how I know.)

Anonymous said...

That was even better than the joke book. Wow, thanks for the belly laugh!
Lurking Lisa in Stuttgart

Jennifer said...

EWWWWWWWW!

Jen of A2eatwrite said...

Um... we could have used your dog on an infamous road trip of years past...