I literally sat in dog puke for an hour last night.
It was only when I got up and Will looked at the couch and said, “I think a dog threw up a little on the couch!” that I realized that a dog had in fact thrown up.
And I had sat in it.
For at least an hour.
And had no clue.
It’s been one of those days all week…
(and I’m done with my class next week which means I owe you a really big giant update)
