Yesterday, Charlie vomited 3 times. On the 3rd time, out came this-
My husband’s sock. Thank God it was an ankle length sock.
The little jerk keeps going in our laundry baskets and trying to destroy (eat) my underwear and my husband’s socks.
I had no idea he actually ATE the sock.
There is NOTHING this dog doesn’t put in his mouth (and try to eat).