Haiku
January 18, 2009
by Sebastian
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Like a fresh Spring breeze.
Dog pukes, instantly awake.
Sunday, 6 AM.
For whatever reason, there isn’t a sound in the world that will bring me more wide awake more quickly than the sound of a dog throwing up in my room. Maybe because there was a time when I was just figuring out that Esky was allergic to the Rice in dog food, and so he was throwing up 3-5 times a day. And maybe it was also because I lived in a place that was primarily carpetted, and my only hope was to get him into the kitchen so I only had to clean vomit off of tile. Maybe it was a combination of all of these things.
Suffice to say, when that first *hurk* sound comes out of his throat, I’m up and out of bed before my eyes even open. And then it’s just a race to see what comes first: getting Esky onto tile/hardwood floors, or the puke.
Luckily, this morning I won. No carpet cleaner needed…