I thought I had overcome the new pet owner syndrome. You know who you are- your dog makes a funny noise, sleeps longer than normal, or throws up and you RUSH to the vet. Lucky for me, my big brother ais a veterinarian. This has most likely saved me hundreds, if not thousands in vet bills. (Thank you J.R) Anyway, through all of my hysteria and over-reaction, my husband has continued to harass me- accusing me of being too soft, baby-ing our dog, etc. etc. Slowly, I was getting over this- no REALLY, I was getting over it.
Then, today happened.
Today was an especially good workday, finally feeling productive. During a meeting with my boss, my cell phone rang, and then my office phone rang. And rang. And rang. Sure enough, it was my husband asking me to leave RIGHT away. Our pup was frantically and compulsively licking everything- the rug, the floor, the doors, the couch, windows, pretty much anything his little puppy tongue could reach. The news got worse when he said that the dog had vomited more than 5 times and was acting strange, with no apparent attention to commands.
I rushed home since my husband never does this type of thing and found my dog, licking, licking, and licking. I immediately held and pet him to calm him, and felt his heart racing. His stomach started making the loudest, strangest gurgling sounds, and he starting vomiting again. He uttered possibly the most wrenching, awful sound I have heard and out came ALL the hair and floor scraps that he must have licked up.
Moral of the story- Don't feed your dog a million rich, new treats (aka bcon, hot dogs, scooby snacks, and more) in the name of training him out of his dog aggression. The cliche' is true- what goes in must go OUT. Poor thing.
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