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PUKED RED WINE ON GRANDMAS NEW CARPET!!

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From an actual carpet cleaner (me, duh):
Someone mentioned solvents not be used at first because of coatings...well, puke has acids in it that probably will slowly dye the carpet and get past the coatings. BTW: HOT water will take out those coatings too, which is why truckmount steamer fly-by-nights push you to buy scotchguard. The deep cleaning of an extractor is more to get the odor and excess "stuff" out. So in order of preference...
Rinse out with warm water (use a shop-vac to get it as dry as possible)
Try OxyClean or other spotter of choice and RINSE with water. Shop-vac again.
More Drastic: A special chemical used with a wet towel and an iron. It's called dye transfer and can melt the carpet if done wrong. Only works sometimes.
Cut out the area and have it professionally patched. They usually use a leftover piece of carpet or use the closet carpet.
Basically, it all depends on how long the stain has sat there and what has been done so far...
Or if you are more "adventurous", toss a match on the area and call the insurance company. 🙂 :Q
Also, many newer carpets have a warranty that state that if a stain does not come out after using basic spotting techniques, they will replace it. (It's a YMMV since I'm sure the manufacturer will find some way out of it).
 
Originally posted by: Hoober
Originally posted by: 66FMC
Oxyclean, put it to the test!

Damn commercials have been advertising to take out red wine for years.

That stuff works pretty well on dog puke.

True story, my wife then girlfriend said she knew i was the one when we first started living together, I cleaned up what must have been a half gallon of dog puke before she got home from work. The dog had gotten into a christmas present that was a box of chocolates and ate the whole thing. I came home at 5 and saw this huge pile of puke on the carpet at the top of the stairs. And it stunk too like human vomit. The poor dog had a pitiful look on his face and had actually made it to the garage and had thrown up a little bit more...he is trained to use the garage as we are gone 8 hrs and never has accidents. He just couldnt make it down there for that first big upchuck, poor fella. So my first though was to walk right back out the door and jet over to the pub for a pint or two, knowing that my then gf would be home at 6 and would take care of things. But something stopped me. I don't know if was the pitiful look of remorse the dog gave me or what but I thought to myself, I'm going to clean this up. Now I hadn't even started picking up his crap in the backyard at this point, so i was sailing into uncharted territory. Now i admit that I didnt launch right into the operation. I first grabbed a beer out of the fridge. Then I did a shot, figuring I would need it for this colorful task. I mean you could still feel the warmth if you put your hands close to this pile of bile. I admit i was reeeally hoping Kay would be pulling into the driveway, as i slowly changed out of my white collor clothes and pulled on some sweats and and old T-shirt. Then it dawned on me. Kay is a nurse, she should have some sort of germ mas around, i should look for it. By this time the dog has figured out I'm not going to yell at him or what not, and he seemed to be doing fine, I figured since I could still make out some of the chocolate floral desings in the regurgitated present of joy it wasnt in his system that long. In fact he was ready to go out and hunt rabbits by the looks of it. Anyway a reassurance call to the vet could wait for now, the task at hand awaited. Bingo, I found a little surgical/germ mask in the laundry room that looked like it would suit my needs, along with a pair of work gloves. I realized I hadn't got the mail yet so I strolled down to get that out of the way. There was a new crutchfield, and I was in the market for a new subwoofer. 10 more minutes passed, no K. So, looking like a SARS-concscious citizen, I grabbed a bucket and hot water and paper towels and a dust pan cause there was about 2 pounds laying there, made one last check of the clock, it was 6:20 she was running late, and cleaned that dog puke up and sailed into the heart of my now wife. Of couse she pulled in at 630 and I was almost done but it was worth it.
She almost had a heart attack due to the shock of my actions, all part of the plan. TOur dog Rowan was fine and he doenst like to discuss that day but he and I bonded tight and are inseperable now. K and I got married a year later and Saturday celebrate our one year anniversary.

Anyway that is MY puke story
 
Originally posted by: Gujski
True story...
That's quite a read! Cliffs notes, anyone? 😉

My Shetland Sheepdog does puke occasionally (usually after eating too much grass). She knows that she should go outside to do the necessary, but sometimes I don't get the door opened in time. One time she upchucked a big pile right in front of the door, and then my mom, not knowing about it, came in from outside. Damn, that mess was hard to clean up (especially the bottom part of the door)! :disgust:

The only dogs and chocolate story I have doesn't include puke, so I guess it would be OT if I told it in this thread. 😉
 
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