We just got back from a couple of days in Maine. We had a really nice time (well, kinda) but I really missed pettalk! The first thing was right near our hotel was a business by the name of Drake Island. Everytime we drove by it, all I could think of was Souraya's Drake.
Then we were down on the beach, and a 9 mo. puppy that looked JUST like Wolf_Q's Nebo came running up and he & Malone just played & played. It was soo fun. Besides that, we met several other puppies (we were attacked by a Chihuahua that has a complex against male dogs) and he ran and ran on the beach. Malone still isn't very crazy about the water, but the trainer has reassured me by saying that it probably will take 5 or 6 trips to the ocean for him to build his confidence up.
We ended coming home a little earlier than we expected though, due to a disaster.We were getting ready to check out of the hotel, and I was just checking around and Malone was "hoovering" around. He went into the bathroom (I didn't think much of it) but ran in there when I heard him slobbering. He found a bar of soap in the tub, and just as I grabbed him, *GULP* down it slid. I panicked, Mark called the vet, and it was hydrogen peroxide to the rescue. I felt soooo bad for him, I just held him & cried and told him I was sorry a hundred times. So we came home instead of staying at the beach for a few more hours. He did puke once more in the car (all over the seat *YUK*) and tonight he is really tired & lazy. I am hoping he will be back to his bouncy self tomorrow. He hasn't been allowed to eat all day, and he isn't even missing it! Times like this, I can't WAIT until he matures & stops eating everything in sight!!!
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It made me think of the times when I was young and my mom would threaten to wash my mouth out with soap if I said something mean to my brothers. 
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