So Ralph has been pretty jealous of Ropy lately and demanded that he have his own website…so here it is.  Ralph the Dog.

Ok…Lightning does strike twice. This latest stomach evacuation has tied his previous best. It’s 7:15 am on Saturday, November 18th. I’m leaving for Green Bay for the Packers/Patriots game at 9 am. The alarm clock is set to go off at 7:20. All of a sudden, 5 minutes before my alarm is set to go off, I’m abruptly awoken to the sound of full body heaves. For a SECOND time, Ropeburn is on my chest, lining up his shot. Before I can do anything, he’s puked on me. I didn’t have time to push him off the bed before it happened, but I did have time to grab him by the scruff of his neck and throw him across the room before he could leave the scene. Ropeburn landed on the other side of the room by the bedroom window, where he puked again. I was going to take a picture for this site but was entirely too pissed to do so. The 5 minutes that he robbed me of might have well been 2 hours. Bastard!

The latest news in Ropeburn’s digestive expulsions came on Sunday. I got out of bed and fed the cat and because Ropeburn feels as if he’s famished, he proceeded to inhale his food at record pace. Later that morning, I went upstairs and found the first pile of yarf in the hallway. My bare foot found the other pile in the bedroom… He hid in the basement.