Then for the second straight day he has turned "standing time" into "barfing time". Each time my shirt is doused and he gives me a goofy, spit dripping grin that melts my heart.
He capped off the night with the trifecta- peeing all over me, his socks and the couch. I took this snap shot to capture the moment. Doesn't he look proud?
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