The other day when I got home from work, this note was posted on the door… Our dog, Zoe, got sick and unleashed demons from the 9th level of hell out of her anus. It wasn’t the first time, and it probably won’t be the last. I spent about 2 hours cleaning up the mess, and then another 2 hours cleaning up my own vomit. Zoe is very lucky that she’s so darn cute or else she would be a very dead doggy.