Poor Jake was not himself this morning; very quiet, head down, a mystery. We went downstairs to eat breakfast. Gillie was ravenous as usual, Jake, not interested. Hum.
After Gillie gulped down her breakfast we went in the living room to watch the news and Jake started throwing up. There were bits of an unidentifiable substance in it, but I could not figure out what they were. Since he had not eaten any food today, I couldn’t figure out where he could have found anything to eat.
Well, after I cleaned up the rug for the third time, I found the culprit, but I still have no idea how Jake got ahold of this! I can’t wait for Tony to get home and maybe we can solve this mystery.
The soap must have tasted good to Jake as he did some damage to the bar. Yuck. I’m not too worried about Jake because after he threw up for the last time he inhaled his breakfast and has kept that down. He is snoozing now.



