He ate what?
My wife, the avid blogger, beat me to the punch on this post, but It is so good of a story, I need to tell my half.
I pick up Jack around 12:30 on New Years day. We are heading home and stop to get gas. My phone rings.
“Um…Where is the carpet cleaning stuff” she ask. It sounds like shes alittle paniced and has me on speaker phone. I can hear Tony in the background, but he sounds fine.
“I’m not sure where I used it last. Why”
“I don’t want to talk about it. I’ll puke again.”
“Oh…ok. Well we’ll be home in about 10 minutes.”
“All right.” And she hangs up.
I relay the story to Jack. We begin speculating on what may be going on at the house. Jack thinks it’s the dogs. I point out that the dogs don’t get onto the carpet.
“Maybe Tony puked.” Jack adds.
“I bet it has something to do with the cat.” Is my guess.
Well…we get home and sheepishly enter the house. Tony is asleep in his room. Sarah is sitting on the bed in our bed room.
“Tony was in Jack’s room and food some cat poop. By the time I got to him he had it all over is face and hands and in his mouth.”
What do you say to that? We laughed… because we weren’t there. Here’s her post. I can’t imagine what I would have done, but it would have included the emptying out the contents of my stomach.
Of course, “poop eating” was ate the base of all our jokes. I think it was too soon for Sarah to appreciate it until last night. We are laying in bed and I begin the conversation:
“So if black eyed peas on New Years is good luck and eating Greens and cabbage is for money…what shit eating?”
She thinks. I was worried I had once again crossed the line, but she replied, “I guess it’s getting all the bad stuff out of the way for the year. I mean if you eat shit, it can only get better after that.”
Oh, and if you’re worried about Toxoplasmosis…here’s my info on that.
January 14th, 2009 at 3:06 pm
Good lord, I’m gonna puke.