Dog vomit

The sickly sweet sanguine smell of regurgitated, unprocessed dog food lay in a warm pile next to the door.  You could smell the feces with the bile; someone had an accident AND a midnight snack.  It was just after nine in the morning, and it was just after rising.  There was another vomit in the bathroom, that one more a pool than a pile.  I got up, as Sara gathered supplies, and began to clean up dog vomit...