The odds were stacked against him today. I've been sick in bed with stomach cramps all day (what the hell did I eat?) and could barely pull myself out of bed to drive to petsmart. We made it and I managed to hold it together and the only thing he didn't do was "leave it" I cheated a little on the "stay" by getting him to sit and stay and then running to the other end of the ring and telling him to come then, which of course he did. He was very good. After one trip to the bathroom, I sat in the chair and checked to see if that's all we had to do. It was and I excused myself. Got in the truck, and proceeded to barf my brains out into a Wal Mart bag....WITH A HOLE IN IT....and had barf all over my shorts. I had to drive home that way, fortunately for me, the only contents of my tummy was a little water and pepto bismal so it wasn't stinky or anything, just gross. I managed to feed the dogs, and I'm back in my jammies and getting back to bed.
The good news is that Darwin GRADUATED!!!!!:cheer2: I'm so proud of my puppyman. Just wish I could've celebrated for him better with a trip to Sonic or something. I couldn't even take pictures (the trainer will be sending some to us soon) cause I was so oookey.
I didn't even check the DLC 8 times a day like I normally do, and I can't keep a thing down.