Todd, being the star of our household, took front and center stage this week!
I'd noted to myself that Todd had gotten sick 8 times. But by about a half-hour, thankfully the vomiting was lessening and he seemed to be getting better. His ears that had been laying back were now standing up, and he was drinking a little water. Good signs!
After about an hour, Todd seemed to be recovered, and was taking small bites of food that I was offering him and wagging his tail. I went with him outside and he led me right to the scene of his crime. It was what I'd suspected -- a toad.
It wasn't even 9 o'clock in the morning, and I was already feeling frazzled and worn out. Todd however, was no worse for wear. He'd moved on and forgotten all about the events of the hour before, and was back on patrol of the yard. Something I wish I could have done!