Grandma's Cabin

I love this wall of clowns

Eric and I finally got up to my grandma's cabin last week. I say finally because this has been a trip three years in the making. I've meant to show Eric the cabin my family built a long time ago but it just hasn't happened. Last week however we made it happen, and as soon as we finally find the cabin, unlock the door and mosey around, Ella finds rat poison and eats a mouthful. Ughhhhhhh. Seriously?! In calling the vet they recommend getting her some hydrogen peroxide to make her throw up the poison. So we head down to the local Safeway, buy a can of Yoplait yogurt and add three tablespoons of the peroxide. In less than 5 minutes she has thrown up the entire contents of her stomach all over the parking lot. Nice. Plan A succeeded. Now all we have to do is clean it all up. That's where my great husband comes into play. He was happily scooping up the mounds of dog barf with dinky Safeway newspaper coupons. What a man. In the end Ella is fine and the vet gave her Vitamin K to counteract the rat poison. I guess the trip to my grandma's cabin was just not meant to be.