Sunday was an oopsy kind of day. What happened? Well, it started out with one of my favorite activities: agility training. I was happily running from one obstacle to the next with Mach 3+ speed until we got to the tunnel. That tunnel was waayyy too small for me. Treats were inside the tunnel but pretty much in the middle. So I ran from one side to the other to get to the treats all the while trying not to get stuck in that tiny obstacle. Next thing I know the trainer is teasing me to enter the tunnel by swinging a great looking furry feathery thing in front of me. The thing looked like a cross between a rabbit and a squirrel. I decided to catch it and run away so I could check it out. Supposedly, that was not the idea and I was offered a tiny treat in exchange for the thing. That didn’t seem fair so I took the treat and swallowed the crossbreed as well. It turned out to be non-edible. Oops. You should have seen the look on the trainer’s and M’s face when they registered what had happened. All I can say is hey, I’m part retriever. I heard from my retriever fur-iends that you ain’t a retriever if you don’t have at least one foreign object in your stomach.
Anyhowls, out of thin air a brown bottle that said “hydrogen peroxide solution” showed up and before I could say “no sirree”, a tablespoon of said stuff was put in my throat. Yikes, that didn’t taste good. But like any good soldier, I swallowed that too. M and the trainer were waiting for something, not sure what, but when it didn’t come the vet was consulted and I was spoonfed more of the stuff. I can tell you the second time was less fun and the third time it was just gross. And then all of a sudden I was down on my stomach and throwing up everything. Yes, that meant my breakfast, treats, and prize! M and the trainer were dancing and partying when that happened. And I was thinking “hey I am not having so much fun right here; can you pul-lease stop the racket”.
Once at home all was well; meaning no more liquidity stuff was put in my mouth. Ms. Zulu checked me out and we are now back to my regular meals and treat schedule. I even played some with my stuffed friends. This was after they had barely survived an unannounced security check. They all had to line up and were threatened with scissors or even the dump. This was not the first time either. Everyone that looks raggedy has to surrender in those instances. That’s just wrong. I thought it didn’t matter what my friends looked like but somehow it does. I like them all and care for them. Especially the shabby ones; I nibble passionately on their tattered parts. I don’t even hesitate to do heart surgery on them when needed. Lately, they have been quite healthy so there have not been any recent surgery attempts.
Have a great week, stay out of trouble and I will try to do the same,
Benji
Hi Benji,
I’m sorry to hear about your bad experience with the crosssbreed. I had a good laugh picturing the trainer’s and M’s expression when they realized you ate him!
Your friend,
Linda
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Thanks. I was lucky that the little bugger decided to come out again. XXX, Benji
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Oh no…sometimes, the best laid plans of retriever types and all…
Hope you’re back to 100% now.
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All is well here, except for a thunderstorm which Ms Zulu doesn’t like.
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I ate lots of toddlers’ mittens when I was younger. Your friend, Poppy
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Wow, hope they didn’t stay in your belly. Benji.
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Benji, the photo tells what you feel after that “poisoning”. Be happy, it was anyhow the easy way. Sometimes humans and anipals difficulties to understand each other.
Be happy!
Kosmo
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I’m very happy again and was soon thereafter. A big scare not to be repeated says M … Your friend Benji.
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Glad you’re back to yourself.
Puppy Stan from Ireland
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Thanks Stan. It could have been much worse. We are now practicing the drop command again, sigh… At least good treats are in that scenario as well. Benji
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Just try and be careful. I know it’s far from easy peasy. Nighty night.
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Nighty night, sleep tight. Benji
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Cats also do that kind of thing, especially our Lucio. We have to watch him! I am glad they were able to get you to upchuck the inedibles. Sorry the edibles had to come along with it.
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I got more edibles the next day so I guess it was alright. Benji.
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Hi Benji. I found you on Bacon’s post. You are definitely my kind of dog. I just hit follow so that I can try to keep up with all of your adventures. Visit if you like at lexitheschnauzer.com. (Yes, it always took more than one try with the hydrogen peroxide with my first schnauzer, Freda, too.)
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Hi Amy, nice to meet you! We will definitely visit your site as well. Happy tails! Benji
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