So it's a Pet-Sitter's worst nightmare, come true.  Here I am, peaceful Saturday night, house/pet-sitting for the Doucha's.  I find vomit on the floor, clean it up, feed the brigade dinner, nothing extraordinary.  A few hours later, Mitzi vomits.  I figure he is the one who vomited earlier.  I find it a bit peculiar that he stands in his own vomit ( Read more... )