Yuck! I was walking around with dog poop on my pants!

[Germanshepherdlova]

Originally Posted by doggiedad

laying in bed and wondering where the smell
was coming from. got up and turned on the light.
it was on my pillow.

Was this your GS that did this? For your sake I hope that it was a smaller dog. Nothing like huge GSD poo on your pillow…..eeewww!

[Zuiun]

I should preface this by saying that both of our German Shepherds have pretty amazing control. They have a pretty great understanding of the "not in the house" rule.

Sort of.

Obviously when a dog is having gastric distress, it has very little control. When it has to go, it has to go RIGHT NOW!

Our first clue that Tsura wasn't feeling well was waking up in the middle of the night to *that* smell. You know the one. Tsura is on the bed, crammed between the two of us with her ears laid back, as if to assure us "I didn't mean it! I swear!"

Turn on the light and start to look around for the mess.

I didn't have to look far.

The poor pup didn't know what to do because she knows she's not supposed to go on the floor inside the house. So, panicked, she did the only thing that made sense in her puppy brain. She jumped up on the bed. Hey, it wasn't on the floor!

She immediately was embarrassed and belly-crawled up between us to say she's sorry. Unfortunately, she did this belly-crawl right through her own mess, smearing it all over the bed and herself.

This is not the gross part. Well, I mean it is, but it's not the end.

So Sam and I jump out of bed. Tsura now needs a bath and the bed needs to be cleaned. Good thing we have spare bedding.

I herd Tsura into the bathtub. She jumps right in. (Both dogs are excellent at baths -- I know they don't really like it much, but they cooperate, and I'll settle for that.)

The problem is, the she isn't done.

I start washing her down... when she starts throwing up. And as if waiting for its cue, her rear end lets loose again. And this scares Tsura so much that, yep, she starts peeing, too.

So there I am, elbows deep in scrubbing her down, and she's exploding from all three ends all over me and the bathtub.

And it doesn't help that I'm getting pretty nervous about what might have made her so sick.

I'm pretty impressed that I didn't get sick myself from all of this.

Oddly enough, by the next morning, she was fine. I was all prepared to take her into the vet, but she was completely back to normal. She must have eaten something that didn't agree with her and that triple-valve release must have cleared it.

[Germanshepherdlova]

Originally Posted by Zuiun

I should preface this by saying that both of our German Shepherds have pretty amazing control. They have a pretty great understanding of the "not in the house" rule.

Sort of.

Obviously when a dog is having gastric distress, it has very little control. When it has to go, it has to go RIGHT NOW!

Our first clue that Tsura wasn't feeling well was waking up in the middle of the night to *that* smell. You know the one. Tsura is on the bed, crammed between the two of us with her ears laid back, as if to assure us "I didn't mean it! I swear!"

Turn on the light and start to look around for the mess.

I didn't have to look far.

The poor pup didn't know what to do because she knows she's not supposed to go on the floor inside the house. So, panicked, she did the only thing that made sense in her puppy brain. She jumped up on the bed. Hey, it wasn't on the floor!

She immediately was embarrassed and belly-crawled up between us to say she's sorry. Unfortunately, she did this belly-crawl right through her own mess, smearing it all over the bed and herself.

This is not the gross part. Well, I mean it is, but it's not the end.

So Sam and I jump out of bed. Tsura now needs a bath and the bed needs to be cleaned. Good thing we have spare bedding.

I herd Tsura into the bathtub. She jumps right in. (Both dogs are excellent at baths -- I know they don't really like it much, but they cooperate, and I'll settle for that.)

The problem is, the she isn't done.

I start washing her down... when she starts throwing up. And as if waiting for its cue, her rear end lets loose again. And this scares Tsura so much that, yep, she starts peeing, too.

So there I am, elbows deep in scrubbing her down, and she's exploding from all three ends all over me and the bathtub.

And it doesn't help that I'm getting pretty nervous about what might have made her so sick.

I'm pretty impressed that I didn't get sick myself from all of this.

Oddly enough, by the next morning, she was fine. I was all prepared to take her into the vet, but she was completely back to normal. She must have eaten something that didn't agree with her and that triple-valve release must have cleared it.

I didn't see this till now. Wow! That is gross! I think you may win the gross award on this thread.