There was a retch-edly familiar smell in my house early this morning.  And a miniature schnauzer who looked as sick and miserable as her big sister Boo.  It was both a relief and absolutely awful for me.  Even more mess to clean up.  What we are dealing with is a stomach virus.  Boo came back home with me.  Daisy stayed with the vet because she needs to be rehydrated intravenously and get stabilized.  They will both be puny for several days, in all probability.  Now I am off to do some scrubbing with water and vinegar because I left in a hurry with Daisy earlier and the mess is the gift that keeps on giving.  This time, there is little in the way of inspiration or insight.  Just a grim determination to clean up all the shit and get on with my life…