dog vomit of one kind or another

Just a little note to say, I was right. About Rascal getting sick, that is. It's no prize, though, to be woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of your dog vomiting; in his defence, however, it must be said that he only ever throws up on his own bed (even when he'd been sleeping in ours) and he does his best to clean up the mess himself. It just makes me wonder if he's eating his food too quickly the first time when I can hear him chewing--and I mean really crunching on--the contents of his stomach which he has so recently evacuated. He seems to do alright with it though, one way or another.

On an unrelated note, I finally heard that Black Eyed Peas song My Hump--I mean, finally heard the actual recording of it. Leah's been singing it to me for a while now. Let me tell you, she didn't do it justice. That song is bad; worse, much worse than a pile of dog sick. I'm tempted to delete all the other BEP tracks from my music collection to, you know, remove the taint somehow.