Dogs and M&Ms

Yesterday, I decided to take a nap and Johnny was outside mowing the lawn.  He thought the dog was in sleeping with me and I thought she was downstairs sleeping with Johnny.  The phone rang and I woke up realizing the dog was missing!  We found her in Jamie's room (our roomie right now) eating a whole bag of peanut butter M&Ms.  We took her to the vets and they made her throw it up for the next 30 mins.  We were pretty mad on the way over, but when the vet gave her back to us with an orange candied snout which crud all over her beard, we had to laugh.  I wish I got a picture but it was kind of disgusting and I washed it off as soon as we got home.  That was our Saturday, but one of our cheapest vet visits ever.  And she was a happy camper after her throw up session - like nothing had happened. I doubt she learned her lesson because it tasted so good.