I have a dog. Here name is Zoe. She is a smooth coated, tri-colored border collie. A couple weeks ago we had some really bad thunderstorms. Lots of flooding and the thunder was intense. Sounded like bombs dropping. Zoe hates thunderstorms, she gets very freaked out and hides in corners and follows me around the apartment. So I had to leave her one day to go to work during these storms. When I came home it was diahrrea world in my apartment. I think the storms had freaked her out so much she stressed out and made her stomach upset. That was a fun day let me tell you. 2 bottles of carpet cleaner. But that was the aboslute worst Ive seen of any dog. And I hope it never happens again. This blog topic is digusting now that I think about it. Who is coming up with these?
Im sleepy this morning and have a bunch of crap to do at work I dont care to do. Thats usually how it goes. The days I dont care to do anything are the days I have the most to do. Bleh.