Well folks it finally happened... Wretchen Gretchen barfed on MY carpet, in MY room, when I was doing some shopping. Wholey crap! I came home, made a pit stop at the restroom, washed my hands, unloaded the groceries from the car, and went to MY room.
Little Miss Barfs Alot had left a splat of barf at the foot of MY bed, on MY floor. This is the first time this has happened, and I am not pleased about it. From now on, I will close my door, and perhaps even lock the darn thing! Oh don't get me wrong, she can't actually open doors, but hey, better safe than sorry...