Bad Morning

I cried this morning. A lot.

Oliver is a small super cute puppy... with jet black fur. I decided to wear my black pants to work today. Well... Oliver is a puppy that loves to get tangled in your feet as you walk. Such a smart dog. I stepped on him. My foot landed on his little tummy. He wimpered quite a bit. Oh!! Dagger to the heart! Then he proceeded to throw up at least 6 times. Crap. I cried.

I sped him to my mom's house for her to inspect him. She has worked in the medical field for a long time... she would know what to do for an uber cute pup.

Mr. D was not convinced and called the vet.

I am happy to say Oliver is going to live. I think I will be carrying him every where for now on...