Our lovely dog started his day by vomming his breakfast onto our bed. He's raw fed (and a beagle, so has disgusting habits) and it was a heady mix of half digested chicken, stomach acid and and a cat poo that next door's mog must have left in our garden overnight. He's not ill, he just got overexcited at being let upstairs for once so we could attempt a lie-in. Which clearly did not work out.
Don't get dogs people, they suck.