Afternoon,
I was going to post about what a lovely day I'd had, as I caught two buses to Mums with DD in the moby this morning. We had a lovely few hours together, scoffing cake, drinking coffee and chatting etc. DH picked me up and brought me home after lunch, beautiful sunshine. I felt really good in spite of the fact that the bloomin dog had us up 4 times in the night by howling and barking. (DD on the other hand slept for 8 hours straight!)
BUT
When I arrived home, I took the dogs outside and discovered the howly dog had a bad stomach - OK so that explains the howling and at least she is booked in at the vets tonight anyway. Kept her outside for ages (have to stay outside with the dogs as we don't have decent fencing thanks to the trustees that manage the house -don't ask it's complicated!) came back in, fed DD and when I went back in the kitchen only to discover she'd been ill again all over the kitchen and bathroom floors. Cleaned up and disinfected, took her back outside then brought her in and went to fetch the boys from school.
When we got home the boys were being a nightmare fighting etc went in the kitchen to deposit lunch boxes and found the dog had done it all over again. Cleaned up again, went and dealt with the still scrapping boys, came back to find there were now two dogs not only pooing but also throwing up everwhere. Slung them in the dog crate, cleaned up, then one of them started retching in the crate so let her out, shut the door again only to end up with one being sick in the crate and one on the kitchen floor! Then every time I cleaned up after one the other did it again and because they were sick behind the back door I couldn't open it to get them out! Then to cap it all they both managed to run through each other's mess and spread it around the floor and in all three dog beds. Meanwhile the boys were rolling round the living room floor play fighting, which inevitably ended in tears. At that point I rang DH in floods of tears for him to say "well its not the end of the world is it?" - I hung up on him and he hasn't called or text back!
The dog messathon continued for over half an hour and I now have one locked in the crate with no bedding (as they managed to be ill on all of it and I've had to bin it) and one locked in the back porch.
When I finally got back in the living room after finishing the cleaning, DS2 (who had heard all the sobbing, wailing and the phone call) looked straight at me and said "why haven't we had our after school snack yet" wtf!!!!!
I am really hoping its not what they had when DS2 was a baby as the vets couldn't identify it but thought it was probably viral and it went on for 6 weeks!
Have calmed down now, but at one point just sat in the kitchen surrounded by yukk sobbing my heart out and not knowing where to even begin cleaning it all up.
Right, got to go now - more yuk - this time at least its contained in a nappy!