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To put some perspective in your day...this is an email I received from my (pregnant) cousin yesterday (Leah is her 1.5 year old daughter):
If you have a weak stomach or are eating something right now, you may want to skip this email.
This happened to me this morning and is easily the grossest thing that has ever happened to me. Leah was not feeling well, so I stayed home from work. One of our dogs, Roscoe has found that he likes to eat his frozen poop in the yard (poopsicles). Yesterday he did it again despite my yelling, tuggin on his leash and kicking him in the rear. So this morning, Leah and I are watching tv and cuddling. Roscoe runs into the kitchen and I hear him gagging. I quickly put Leah down and say, "Oh shit" and that's exactly what it was. He had puked all his shit and the water he drank this morning all over the floor. This was a 4 by 4 foot area right in front of the bathroom door. And now let's just talk about the smell. It was horrid. If I didn't hear him gag I would swear that it was diariha. Really I guess it was, it just came out of his mouth. I run in and then the smell hits me and just about knocks me over. I grab both dogs and get them to the basement. put the baby gate up so leah can't get in the kitchen and am gagging the entire time. Realizing the I am going to throw up I turn toward the bathroom. Well that's where my asshole dog just puked his shit. so I can't get in. Time is running out and I have no choice but to just let it go. I now throw up on the kitchen floor...3x before I make my way to the kitchen sink and puke there also. Still feeling like my insides are coming out, i'm trying to figure out how I'm going to clean up his vomit shit and my throw up without throwing up any more. The smell hits me again, i puke and if you dont' think the story can get any worse....I pee my pants. Yup right there on the god damn kitchen floor. it was horrible.
Cheers, Sarah
So then I emailed her and told her that I was hoping that she had just made up that day of hers and this was her response:
I wish I had. it was horrible! I had candles sitting on the floor around the vomit(s) as I was cleaning. It looked like I was trying to communicate with the Shit gods.
Me
If you have a weak stomach or are eating something right now, you may want to skip this email.
This happened to me this morning and is easily the grossest thing that has ever happened to me. Leah was not feeling well, so I stayed home from work. One of our dogs, Roscoe has found that he likes to eat his frozen poop in the yard (poopsicles). Yesterday he did it again despite my yelling, tuggin on his leash and kicking him in the rear. So this morning, Leah and I are watching tv and cuddling. Roscoe runs into the kitchen and I hear him gagging. I quickly put Leah down and say, "Oh shit" and that's exactly what it was. He had puked all his shit and the water he drank this morning all over the floor. This was a 4 by 4 foot area right in front of the bathroom door. And now let's just talk about the smell. It was horrid. If I didn't hear him gag I would swear that it was diariha. Really I guess it was, it just came out of his mouth. I run in and then the smell hits me and just about knocks me over. I grab both dogs and get them to the basement. put the baby gate up so leah can't get in the kitchen and am gagging the entire time. Realizing the I am going to throw up I turn toward the bathroom. Well that's where my asshole dog just puked his shit. so I can't get in. Time is running out and I have no choice but to just let it go. I now throw up on the kitchen floor...3x before I make my way to the kitchen sink and puke there also. Still feeling like my insides are coming out, i'm trying to figure out how I'm going to clean up his vomit shit and my throw up without throwing up any more. The smell hits me again, i puke and if you dont' think the story can get any worse....I pee my pants. Yup right there on the god damn kitchen floor. it was horrible.
Cheers, Sarah
So then I emailed her and told her that I was hoping that she had just made up that day of hers and this was her response:
I wish I had. it was horrible! I had candles sitting on the floor around the vomit(s) as I was cleaning. It looked like I was trying to communicate with the Shit gods.
Me
Pula loves to eat the rabbit pellets in our yard....yep then she hits the water bowl......if she drinks too much too fast we get the same thing!! But I make Russ clean it up!!!! 
poor dear!
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