"Crap" is swiftly becoming my most frequently used vocabulary word

Champ is going to puke on the carpet this afternoon and there’s nothing I can do to stop him.  Crap!

How do I know?  I know from experience, kids.  Monday night he used his sharp little teeth to rip another of his squeaky toys apart and eat half of it before I knew what he was doing.  At 4 o’clock Tuesday morning he barfed the pieces back up at the top of the stairs.  I’ve probably mentioned that he’s done this before.  Since this particular toy, a ball, was part of a set that I’d thought was indestructible, I collected the rest of the set yesterday and tossed them in the trash.

Evidently I either missed one or Champ had it well hidden.  I came upstairs this morning to find him eating what I hope is the last of these squeaky balls.  I managed to throw about a quarter of it into the trash.  The other three-quarters were gone, at least until later today.

What kills me is that he has plenty of other things (toys, rawhide bones, the legs of the chair that's in front of the computer, my legs) that he can chew on that I know won't make him puke.  He pretty much ignores them in favor of the emetic ones.

Comments

[Jo Ann]

Bring him up here with Callie. Even though she weighs barely 5 pounds she has managed to throw up massive amounts of dry food every day for the last three days. Maybe she is just anorexic.

[Margaret]

Poor Champ, and poor you. It doesn't sound like fun! You must be becoming a vomit-removal expert.