Poor poor Cody- don't eat Nerf balls!

Ok, well I have to admit, I didn't plan on having THAT many entries on our little Cody. For the past two days, we have had one sick pup. The pencil poop was not the end of our troubles. Comes to find out that my husband hears a gag (this is a little gross...) and when he runs out he has thrown up my thong! In one piece! We ended up taking him to the vet yesterday and she let us know that he seemed fine, but if he vomited any more to let her know immediately.
Well, of course Cody had a spell of about 12ish vomits throughout last night and this morning. Being terribly concerned we rushed him to the vet at 7:00 am! It turn out that he was given an enema and the vet found some orangeish color foam in his poop. She then asked if he had been around a Nerf ball. I had to confess!!!! When we were at the park on Tuesday (after the thong incident) he grabbed this ball and before I knew it he had eaten some of this! I feel awful! I truly had that feeling of not knowing if your baby (or this case...puppy) is going to be okay. He will be there until tonight. :(
Update: I did just talk to the nurse and so far everything is looking good...please God NO SURGERIES.
This has been a tough week on our little guy, but we are learning some good parenting skills: have your eyes on him at ALL TIMES!

Gross...but totally funny!

After just hearing the grossest but funniest story from my husband...I have to admit it's worth blogging about. So, as y'all are starting to learn about me, Cody is our new puppy. Apparantly he had not done enough of his "business" when he was with me. When my husband got home, he gladly took Cody out. Well what happened between now until the end of this story had me in tears. He told me that Cody couldn't get all of his poop out and was running around the front yard (still in the squatted position). The poop was just dangling and wouldn't go anywhere! After Cody tried to run in the house, my husband was chasing him outside trying to whack off the poop with a stick...after that didn't work, he picked up our pup and ran him into the bathroom over the toilet...now this gets gross, but if you know anything about my husband, you would find quite funny. At this point, they are both desparate to get the poop out of him...he had to do what any good daddy would do...get it out himself! He grabbed some toilet paper and pulled it out (he said it was a good "pencil length") and flushed down the toilet. Cody looked at him in such relief that this ordeal was over! I wish I could have been there to see it in person! Sorry, but that is a glipse of my real life.