this post is about throw up, bile and pooping plastic bags

bradley is sick. he threw up twice at chad's yesterday and once at my house this morning. it's amazing that three fourths of the flooring in my house is hardwood or tile and yet bradley has to throw up on a carpeted or rugged area. chad and i thought it was amazing that bradley "iron stomach" kim could even get sick. after all, he successfully passed a ziplock bag and a bit of foil on sunday.

and even though he's upchucking everything he puts down, he waits patiently by his food bowl. i surmise that he feels the hunger and then either is hoping to get a little more in hopes of satiating his appetite or he feels the hunger and forgets altogether that he ate. he's going to have to starve for the next 24 hours until we can figure out what is going on. poor guy. that means that he will be in ultra-annoying mode until then. . .running to his bowl every time someone leaves the room, sitting by the door, refusing to go outside in case he misses feeding time, spontaneously drooling streams of saliva anytime he can smell food. . .at least it's not bad as amy's dog, kingsley, who will sit on your lap and then leave anal gland juice on your pants.

here is a picture of brad in happier, healthier days. his huge nose is really cute and disgusting.