I had a pretty rough weekend.
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| This picture has nothing to do with the story, but Mom thought you might enjoy seeing it anyway. |
We were at the river when mom's pills fell out of her pocket and I found them.
She wasn't sure how many there were supposed to be, so she wasn't sure if I ate any. She called my vet who told her to call poison control.
They told her to give me hydrogen peroxide to induce vomiting.
I didn't vomit, so they told mom to give me another dose and make me run around
to make it bubble up. It didn't work either,
so Tony, Mom and I headed for home (...and the vet's office).
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| Me and my big brother, Tony, after I was home and feeling better. |
Halfway home, I did bubble up, all over the inside of my mom's brand new car.
She called the vet and they asked if she could see any pills in that mess...
she tried to look, but kept getting sick,
so we went to the office where they filled me full of charcoal, put IV's in me and kept me over night.
Mom felt bad, Dad was so sad...
he loves me sooo much
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The moral of the story...keep your pills where they belong...not in your pocket...
