This is what the dog got for Christmas.
It’s 250 Vitamin K pills. Because she helped herself to a tasty treat that was supposed to be locked up in the garage, where she couldn’t get to it.
So what else did Chloe get for Christmas? She got to vomit and go on a car ride to the emergency vet. Oh, and of course the $300 worth of pills. Merry Christmas dog, it looks like that’s about all you’re getting for Christmas. Except maybe a lump of activated charcoal in your stocking.
Oh, yeah, and this is the same dog that eats one teeny tiny blade of grass and then five minutes later pukes it up all over the house. But when you’re trying to get her to vomit? Feed her 8 tablespoons of hydrogen peroxide and she may foam at the mouth but she will manage to resist vomiting with a strength of will you didn’t know she had.
Until you get in the car, that is, where she will vomit so silently on the car seat that you don’t even know she did, and end up paying the vet $100 to use their fancy vomit-inducing medicine only to come back to the car later and find out she did vomit after all.
But it really was a pretty cool gift as far as she was concerned. She had no idea what was going on. This was her night:
1) Yummy green square! Nom Nom Nom!
2) Nasty drink.
3) CAR RIDE CAR RIDE! (vomit) CAR RIDE CAR RIDE!
4) NEW PEOPLE NEW PEOPLE!
5) Vomit.
6) MOM AND DAD!
7) CAR RIDE CAR RIDE!
8) Playing with my bone!
But the good news is she’ll be fine. Lessons learned? Dogs are dumb, but we are probably even dumber for assuming she wouldn’t eat rat poison if given half a chance. We’ll stick to the non-poison methods from now on, thankyouverymuch.
