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Oy!

Was woken up by my mother at 4 a.m. - "Jenni, the dog just threw up..." Before I could mutter "And this has WHAT to do with me?" she finished the sentence, "...and I think there's blood in it."

Oh, crap.

There followed a tense half-hour in which the dog lay sprawled on the kitchen floor & I resisted the urge to whack my mother with a skillet. As with any crisis in my family, the toughest part is getting *her* through it. Eventually I got Mom & the dog settled on the couch & I went back to bed myself. And couldn't sleep, naturally.

Around six, I heard scratching on my door, & I opened it warily, expecting some poor shivering, vomiting mass of fur. Instead, I got the usual Killer Poodle morning greeting, a coordinated attack on my slippers and begging for food.

Little mutt scared the SHIT out of me, let me tell you.

I'm taking her to the vet's in a bit anyway, because this is obviously something that needs to be investigated, but she was chasing a ball around the living room for about 10 minutes earlier, so I'm thinking she's OK. *touch wood*

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