Thursday, December 25, 2008

This is why we can't have nice things!


So, roommate, roommate's mom (who is staying with us) and I have been watching roommate's brother's dog for the past week. Christmas Eve, went to dinner with roommate and his mom. We were then about to go out and look at the lights when I remembered I had left a gift with a bag of coffee in it on the floor...and knowing Dog as I do, I decided we had better go home so that I can remove temptation from Dog's view.

Now, I want to make a note here about Dog. I have house/dog sat for roommate's brother before and have grown quite fond of dog here. That being said...this is probably the most devious canine in existence. When you, or anyone for that matter, is around, Dog is the most obedient and well behaved animal ever! But as soon as no one is around, Dog, who under normal observed circumstances cannot even jump up into a car, seems to perform extraordinary feats.

So, we come home and I go and pick up the coffee/present and put it up atop the curio cabinet where I KNOW Dog cannot reach. At this point, we round up Dog and put him in the car with us to go look at the lights. It's then that roommate's mom asks me how much fudge was left in the little tin tray that had been up on the cabinet. Turns out Dog had pulled one of his feats of gymnastics and pulled the tray down off of the counter and eaten all of the contents, as well as a portion of the tin foil tray it had been in.

So, we call roommate's brother to ask what do to. Dog is notorious for his love of all things chocolate and therefore deadly to him. The advised course of action....is to induce vomiting. Now, I can barely handle vomiting when it's me. Let alone a dog....ugh! Just the sound of wretching all but induces dry heaves in me...so needless to say...I stood in the kitchen and looked up dogs and chocolate on the internet while roommate and his mom took care of the vomiting dog.

So it was quite the Christmas Eve to be sure. Dog is okay, there seems to be no effects of the chocolate he ate and then threw up. The bathtub is now much, much cleaner after a good soaking in clorox after the incident.

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