The bathroom where he sleeps wasn't covered in vomit so I went back to sleep for an hour, until the alarm sounded. When Matt woke up to take Mojo outside, Mojo promptly threw up all over the carpet. Apparently he'd eaten some bad mulch. We cleaned it up and didn't think anything of it, until it was time for bed.
It was actually past bedtime when Matt finally peeled himself off the couch to come to bed. We did our "tucking in" routine and realized Mojo was trying to clean up some leftovers from that morning. (His toy buffalo had been concealing the stain on his bed). So we were up until almost midnight cleaning up stale dog vomit. Oh the joys of parenthood.
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