Last night around 4am I woke up to a horrid stench. I heard Sere get up and move to the bathroom, to collapse on the floor in there, and figured that she has let loose a real doozy, and tried to stealthily move onto the next room. Then the smell, instead of dissipating, seemed to become even more intense. I lay there thinking
do we have a carbon monoxide detector? If so, when was the last time I tested it? Wouldn't it be down in the basement? Man it STINKS! I tried slinking down under the covers, that didn't work. I tried pulling my shirt over my nose, and glanced at Thomas to see if he had woken yet to the stink bomb. He hadn't. THEN I sat there glaring at him wondering if HE was the culprit of the current situation. Finally I stood up and opened the bedroom door to see if the smell was throughout the house. Sweet air came wafting through the door. Without a seconds thought I grabbed my pillow and made a run for the couch. Curling up in my compter blanket, I was all ready settle in, when suddenly Sonata started to make gagging sounds.
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| Sonata 13 wk, Will Not Stay Still for Camera |
Now, I agree, the smell was bad, and she was now downwind of the smell, but it wasn't vomit inducing. Just headache inducing. Worried, I leaped off the couch and ran over the kennel. I sat there in front of her doing MORE worrying. This time it consisted of all the areas that we have traveled over the past few days, what she might have been exposed to, and then remembrances of Sere at the same age throwing up in the kennel. Cursing fate that at 13 weeks Berners start vomiting I opened the kennel and pulled my puppy out. Then I took the towel that she was sleeping on, and quickly started to clean up the inside of the kennel. It was while I was doing this that I found the reason why she was gagging. Apparently at some point earlier in the day she had gotten a hold of a hair tie (Thomas believes that the cats once more tried to assassinate her), and tried to eat it. Thankfully she puked it up!
Feeling sorry for the pup, and relived at the same time, I put the leash on her, and took her outside to potty her. When I opened the door the strong odor of skunk hit the nose. Apparently, the skunk had sprayed in the backyard, making the bedroom stink. Having discovered that the house was NOT filling with Carbon Monoxide, I carefully scanned the area, and took the puppy out to potty.