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Tomorrow!

Tomorrow can't come soon enough...furrealz.

Tomorrow we will be home owners again! Woot! After much frustration with the title company (the house we are purchasing was a foreclosure), they have finally ok-ed us to close tomorrow morning! Yippee!! I can't wait to share some pictures with everyone, we are so incredibly blessed and proud of our new house!

But at these moments when you feel like bursting at the seams with excitement about a new house (complete with backyard!), vacation time with family soon, and the holidays in general something always comes up. Last night at 10:30pm I heard some "crunching" sounds coming from our kitchen, Izzy wasn't in bed with us so I asked Chris if he would go check it out. It turns out Izzy had nuzzled her way into my purse enough to pull out my Ziploc of Aleve pills. She had made a hole in the bag but it was unclear if she had actually ingested any of the pills. We furiously looked it up on our phones and Chris decided to run to Kroger for some Hydrogen Peroxide to induce vomiting.

Izzy gladly drank down her "cocktail" of Hydrogen Peroxide, water, and cat treats and we leashed her up to go on a walk. Shortly after heading out the door, her dinner exited her mouth. Ohmygosh...I felt so bad for making her do this. She threw up a few more times and we didn't see any of the pills, so we are hopeful that she either didn't eat them or they came out....because EVERYTHING came out. Poor thing.


She was back to her old self this morning....wiener dogs have such a rough life!

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