Samsons in the dog house

Other half got up before me and discovered Samson had eaten his pooh and then sicked it up all around the kitchen floor the house smelt like a sewage works ew, other half not happy and gone to work very cross, poor Samson he must have done it sometime after 3am as that's when I let him out for a wee and was totally confused as to why dad was mad with him.
We've been for a walk and he's had some chicken but he's still sulking aw.

oh it's ok all is forgotten now Butter wouldn't melt eh

Aww bless him. It really is yuck when they do that - to us at least.