Well another wet day!  Gave Meg her worming tablets just before 2 this afternoon because I knew she hadn't eaten anything nasty on our walk this morning.  Went out and came back in about 4.30.  Meg cried to be let into the lounge - a bit odd I thought but went up stairs to get changed.  I heard her vomiting and came back to find that she had thrown up some awful mess onto my best carpet that we had lugged all the way back from Azerbaijahn.  On inspection of the contents (couldn't see the 11/2 worming tablets) I concluded that my husband had given her something to chew when he left the house after me.  He had bought some of those dreadful rawhide chews and given her one of those big ones.   Groan Groan groan.  Now I have to worm Meg again next week just to make sure.