Puppy puke

I was climbing upstairs just now because it seems like I should be dressed by 1:38. One stair had a fun visual waiting for me. I would take a picture of it for you, but I might throw up.

Resting near the railing was a little pile of bubbly foam with several inch-long pieces of grass. Little Faunty's dog had puked up his dinner.

I'm so glad that I don't own anything capable of producing vomit besides my own innards.