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I'm just wondering if this calls for a little panic, or a whole lot of over the top rush to the vet panic.
Sophie was really rambunctious and running around jumping off the furniture and what not. Worried about my neighbour in the apartment below me knocking on the door I put her in the crate to settle down a bit. She was pretty annoyed that she was in her crate and started banging on the door to be let out. I ignored her because that is not how I want her to think she cana get my attention.
There was a little hard plastic bowl in her crate from this morning (I sometimes give her a little bit of yogurt and some cranberry powder mixed in). Anyway, I was sitting at my comptuer and heard 'crunch crunch crunch'. I jumped up and went to investigate and found this:
I tried to fit all the pieces back into place but there are pieces missing that are now presumably in Sophie's tummy. The plastic is hard and jagged.
So how much should I be panicking right now??? Because I'm really scared that this will cause damage. What do I do???
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I'm sorry SophieBear did this. I don't know what I would do, but I just want to tell you I'm very sad that you are facing this situation. Owen is amazing at somehow finding things he should not ingest and then eating them. ARRGH! It's crazy. Good luck with Sophie.
Thanks Bonnie!
she wouldn't eat the vaseline but I mixed it with peanut butter so we're good to go. Now it's just a waiting game.
She is such a brat!!
good plan!
Smart Sherri. Peanut butter gets almost anything eaten at our house too.
Quincy was a little devil for eating sticks when he was a pup, he once threw up fairly big pieces of sticks that you wouldn't think was possible. He did have any issues. We were very diligent about watching him so that he wouldn't eat any sticks but on this occassion we missed a few. It's not likely the vet will do anything with her if she is not exibiting any symptoms but I would never say not to go to the vet, just don't panic. I hope everything passes uneventfully. Keep us posted on how things go.
Thanks Donna. No more panic, just anxiously waiting for tommorrow's poop.
Your neighbor annoys me. I don't even live there. So happy when you all have a place of your own. Do me a favor and take that bowl and bang it on the floor really hard.
Tell her, it is from me! Egh
I know! I'm so mad. It's all her fault! well ok, I should have removed the bowl. sigh. I just can't wait to get into that house!
No it is her fault. At first I wrote--I hate your neighbor. But I backspaced and posted something civil. It was Hokum.
I hate your neighbor. It is clear that Sophie was frustrated with the troll who lives downstairs too. What is wrong with a happy and playing dog. Good grief.
When you leave--MOVE TO A HOME, put a bag of burning poop on her doorstep.
No, don't. But if I was 12 I would have considered it.
LOL, totally! Just imagine how wonderful it will be to have your own house without nasty downstairs neighbors. I will clink to that.
I will impatiently expect the news about tomorrow's poop. Althought if might be a Saturday poop. Monty once ate a whole bunch of plastic and it took two days till it reappeared. Please keep us posted.
When Tigger had the famous razor blade eating incident, the vet told me to feed him as much soft white bread as he would eat for two days. They passed uneventfully - except for the 12 valium I ate with the bread
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