One of our dogs became very lethargic, would not eat or drink. Took her to the vet who suspected a blockage. Did x-rays. Cause undetermined. He sent us home to wait and see.
On my way from school the next day, daughter called, frantic. When I arrived about 10 minutes later to a pile of er, um, vomit, it contained a mostly intact snake but missing its head...
Now that was a stomach-churner.
From the humor columnist Dave Barry, a classic:
This is also true of our small auxiliary dog, Zippy. His hobby is throwing up lizard parts when we`re trying to eat dinner. He`ll get that look of total concentration that dogs get when they have a really important task to perform, then he`ll hunch his body over and walk around in a circle making a noise that sounds like ''hornk.'' If you put him outside, he`ll sit patiently by the door until you let him back inside, then he`ll resume hornking. ''Never throw up your lizard parts outside'' is Rule No. 1 of the Dog Code of Ethics.
So, as you can imagine, our dinners have a very appetizing ambience:
MY WIFE: Would you like some more stew?
ME: Sure, I`d love-
ZIPPY: Hornk.
ME: On second thought-
ZIPPY: HORRRRNNK.
MY SON: Look! A tail and a leg!
ME: I think I`ll just lie down.