Dallas seemed fine all day yesterday but at 11pm I woke up to him coming down the hall with throw-up all over him and crying. Poor guy. I just hate it for him. And why in the world can't this happen during the day. He hasn't thrown up all day today. Hopefully that's the last night of that. I didn't make it to workout this morning because I was completely exhausted from the last two night. So I'm off to more laundry of sheets, bed spreads, etc, etc.