My brother is sick, as a dog

Sorry we haven't updated in some time...it's been a war zone at our house, and I've been trying to stay out of the way. Sparky was terribly sick this weekend - making all kinds of messes everywhere.

It started Friday evening, right before our Mama came home from work. I heard all these strange noises coming from his kennel (our kennels are separated by a chair so we can't see each other and cause trouble). The, I smelled some serious yuckiness. When Mama walked in, she said "oh no...I smell poo. Ahhhhh! Liquid poo!!!!" She then ushered us outside to do our business, which included Sparky making a mess on the sidewalk. Gross!

As soon as Sparky crossed the threshold, he puked.

(Kat's Note: If I didn't see him actually vomit, I would've thought it came out of the other end. It stunk sooooooooo bad. Poor little guy.)

Even worse, as Mama was picking it up she was gagging all over the place, and I thought that I, Patches the Beaglier, would have to call my Pop for backup! As soon as Mama turned around to compose herself, Sparky poo'ed watery stuff again.

Sparky wasn't allowed to play at all that night, as my Mama had to hold him. Everytime someone took their eyes off of him he would get sick in the corner. On Saturday, he started to poo blood, so Mama packed him up and took him to the vet lady. She was terribly worried. The stole some of Sparky's blood and put a spoon up his rear and did some tests. Sparky (and I, by proxy) were put on a white rice diet.

All's better now, and Spark's test came back as normal. Thank goodness. Life is just so much more fun when my brother isn't a sickie.