“I’m glad Bisco is still alive!”
Famous last words at our house. And frankly, I’m a bit surprised he’s still alive too. It’s harder than it looks to keep a puppy safe and out of harms way. I’ve had pretty good luck with my kids not having any near misses on death (after their infancies, that is), but not so much with the dog.
He got out when we were gone for an extended period of time a few months ago, without tags, I might add. Those tags wouldn’t have helped him though if he had gotten run over by a car or eaten by a coyote which is what we thought might have happened to him. But it didn’t, and we were grateful.
Then, last night he got into a bag of dark chocolate covered Moose Munch. By the time the kids told us that he had eaten some of it, it had been 30 minutes since he’d ingested it so there was no point making him vomit. We had a fun hour trying to figure out how much he had eaten and converting to see if he’d eaten a dose large enough to warrant a vet visit…..(The chemical Theobromine found in chocolate is toxic to dogs nervous and cardiovascular system). We figured he hadn’t, and saved ourselves a trip, but thank goodness Jeff did the converting and figuring, not me. Had I been in charge he “might or might not” have taken a lethal dose. I just can’t do complicated conversions when I’m stressed out. Or at all.
So, the crisis wasn’t really a crisis like we feared, but still. It could have been. And truly, “I’m glad Bisco is still alive”, too. I don’t know how I’d manage the guilt of knowing I couldn’t have a dog for 6 months without killing it. Plus, I’d miss him. He’s a sweet little thing, even if he has his quirks. Like this one of sleeping on his back:
Wordful Wednesday is like Wordless Wednesday, only WITH words. It’s for those of us that can’t contain the chatter, but in a good way. More info. in my tabber box titled WW on the right. Thank you for playing along!
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