Mulligan sleeps with Kyle and me.... by our feet, under the covers. At 6:19 I heard dry heaving.. he got booted out of bed and then blah. Needless to say it was an easy throw up to clean up since it was rocks and more rocks.
The vet of course wanted to see him. $175 & 1 x-ray later we learned that Mull "dodged the bullet" and that rocks in the intestines = surgery. ....yeah, we couldn't have afforded that so luckily he puked them all up.
He is on playtime probation. We watch him like a hawk now. Oh dog.
Puppy for sale ... only 50 cents.
