I have told you a little about our Aussiepoo, Elsie and the fascination she has with collecting thing and taking them to the “dogyard”. If you remember she decorated for Christmas with a Santa’s hat, bits of wrapping paper, ornaments, and ribbons. She has also, at various times, taken Sarah’s slippers, my pajama bottoms, my shoes, and about four dozen pairs of socks to the “dogyard.”
But, this time she outdid herself!
As you know my wife, Sarah recently had surgery for Barrett’s Esophagus. Well, the doctor prescribed hydroco/apap (generic vicodin) for the pain she was having. They were 5-325 mg tablets and there were 50 of them. They came in a childproof plastic bottle…but it wasn’t “puppyproof”. Elsie simply chewed through the plastic. We heard her chewing on something and looked down, and it was the medicine bottle.
My first thought was she really did it…she committed suicide.
So the first thing I did was look in the “dogyard” and low and behold there was a large stack of vicodin on the piece of carpet that she has to discourage her digging. Now getting in the “dogyard” wouldn’t be too much of a problem for young, agile souls…but there is no gate and the fence is six-foot high chicken wire. We had to call our young friend Matt over and he collected all the vicodin. I counted them and there were 46…Sarah knew that she had taken either three or four.
We watched Elsie for any reaction…but she obviously didn’t swallow any of them, because the next day we went to WALMART and locked her in the entry way, when we got home, we found her happily making mud pies all over the entry way and looked in the “dogyard”, and discovered the new four foot hole that she had dug while we were gone…there must be some burrowing creature way back in here genes…because no real dog could dig that fast.
So what could have ended in a family tragedy had a happy ending…at least for now!
That’s all for now…see you next time!
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