"I'm ankle deep in dog poo and barf."

We were dogless for almost a whole week.  We had to leave Callie and Sammie in Kennett this week.  Why? you may ask.  Well let me tell you.  Caution:  Don't read this while eating.

We made a trip to Kennett earlier this week to visit family and go pumpkin picking.  On Sunday, Callie started getting sick.  It started with stomach trouble during the day and ended up lasting through the night.  She was restless all night long, constantly getting out of bed and wanting to go outside.  Not to be too graphic, but she had explosive poop, ending in having to have a bath every time she came in from going out.  Gross. 

I wasn't too concerned at first because both dogs usually end up with some sort of stomach trouble while we're in Kennett, due to a change in diet and lots of table food.  It typically lasts about a day and then it passes.  Callie was up all night Sunday night and on Monday her stomach troubles seemed to continue.  On Monday night, in addition to Callie's messy bowels, Sammie started throwing up.  Both dogs were up all night.  It was awful.  We had decided they had just had too much to eat while in Kennett, and once we got them home and on their normal food again they would be fine.  Worst case scenario, we would take them to the vet when we got home. 

So Tuesday we loaded up the car to head home.  Sammie was in the back seat with Katherine and Callie was riding up in the front on my lap.  We thought we'd play it safe and put a towel on my lap for Callie to lay on.  Just in case.  We had probably driven 12 miles out of town in the pouring rain when we heard Sammie tossing her cookies in the backseat.  We stopped at a gas station to clean her up.  Once Sammie was cleaned up we got back in the car and started again.  We had barely pulled out onto the road when Sammie tossed her cookies again, this time on herself, the chair she was sitting in, the floor, and into the diaper bag.  We pulled off the road again, into the parking lot of a Pizza Hut.  I quickly jumped out of the car, only to land in ankle deep standing water.  My shoes were officially done.  As I was holding the umbrella for Jason while he cleaned Sammie up, Callie rolled down the passenger side window, letting rain pour into the car.  She then crawled over the center console to take a huge watery dump in the driver's seat, all while Katherine watched from her car seat.

Something was obviously wrong, and trying to deal with it in the pouring rain in the parking lot of a Pizza Hut was not working out.  I called the person who always knows what to do, Mom.  When my parents finally showed up, we were soaked and sitting in a fowl smelling car that now needed to be professionally detailed.  Jason decided it would be better to send the dogs back to Kennett with my parents, so they could get to the vet.  We also didn't want doggie sickness to get on or near our 7 month old.  My parents graciously loaded up my poor sick babies into their towel and trash bag covered truck and headed back to Kennett and we headed back north.  I felt terrible for abandoning them, but I wasn't sure how I was going to care for both of them while taking care of Katherine, all while Jason was working. 

It turns out Callie and Sammie had tummy trouble due to eating grass and probably other randomness found in the yard.  Sammie is having back issues which also contribute to her stomach aches.  They were given shots and drugs to take home.  My parents nursed them back to health all week.  On Saturday, my parents brought them up to us.  I made pumpkin shaped dog cookies for their homecoming. 

We're so happy to have them home, happy and healthy.  We're even more glad that we're not still stuck in the pouring rain outside of a Pizza Hut with two sick dogs.