The other morning - at 6:00 a.m. - I was (un)pleasantly awakened by my pooch pal of a friend (Irving Brown Socks) throwing up right on me. It was a particularly distressing event - mostly - because there was absolutely no doggie early warning system to alert me to my impending doom. One minute - there was pleasant sleep - and the next . . . hot hot nasty.

Normally - he starts to frown (a signal that I never would have picked up on while asleep) and then he begins to blurka-blurka-blurka until his stomach becomes empty. But now - evidently - we live in a world where a dog can just stealthily hop onto an unsuspecting sleeper, throw-up and then scoot back to his “canine-camper.”

If we allow these aggressions to stand, then the dogs have truly won

Tags: Aggression, Sleep, Socks, Vomit

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