You can stop looking... I've found it.

(written for friends Jan 11, 2008 the day after it happened.)

The absolutely grossest thing EVER. Truly. Ever.

I was feeling quite proud of myself, I've been feeding raw since Logan has arrived. And today I felt like a true raw feeder, as for the first time I fed tripe.

So, dinner came around, I dolled out some delicious (GAG) tripe. I was amazed, as I've heard it smells horrible and I was thinking it wasn't as bad as everyone complained it was. ... that is, until it makes it's second appearance.

There are no words to describe this. But the story goes like this, Logan suddenly jumped up and whined, lept off the bed, before i could untangle myself from the covers I hear an "erp" and a the sound of something solid hitting the floor .... 12oz of tripe, almost completely undigested, appear on my carpet. I pause for about 3 seconds thinking "Great, how do I deal with that?" and then the smell arrives.

The smell would make anyone sick to their stomach, the smell is indescribable. These noxious fumes has made my short haired dogs fur curl and peeled the varnish off my furniture. I'm fairly certain it's singed a hole in the carpet, from where it would not surprise me if Lucifer himself appeared, because only he and hell would be able to contain something this evil.

I cleaned it up (gagging fairly constantly) and hosed down the spot with natures miracle... followed by about a gallon of febreeze, I'm not sure what else to do, the smell... it lingers (shocking I know, I'm telling you I may need an excorcism to rid the house of this!)

Anyway, I had to come and tell you guys because only dog lovers would understand why I'm laughing hysterically about this. I laugh, because it's shocking and horrible ... and it came OUT OF MY DOG! ACK