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Archive for March 17th, 2010

The Bottle Cap

Posted by laurie on March 17, 2010

While Phillip has not gone cold turkey on the Diet Mt. Dew, his beverage of choice these days is this store-brand flavored bubbly water. Therefore, there are usually several empty or near-empty bottles floating around and twice as many caps. Stanley likes to chew on the caps. The sound is quite distinctive and as soon as I hear it I grab him and yank the cap out of his mouth. But when Phillip heard that distinctive sound the other night he was unable to pry open Stan’s jaws. “Bring me a treat,” he called. Which I did, but instead of trading the cap for the treat, somehow he managed to swallow both of them. I thought to myself, “this must be a dream and I can wake myself up!” but of course I couldn’t. So I called the vet. Who said that we could bring him in and they’d x-ray him or we could monitor for signs of vomiting, pain, etc. Frankly I didn’t want to do either! The x-ray would only identify the bottle cap and how long would we have to monitor him? Days? Weeks? What would I tell my boss? And how was a bottle cap going to make its way through the intestines of a 25 pound dog?

He looks like a good little boy, doesn’t he? Don’t believe it for a second.

So Phillip called our vet friend who suggested that we make him throw up. Throw up a bottle cap? How? I dug out the bottle of hydrogen peroxide I had in the doggy medicine shelf but it had been there for years and when I opened it it was completely flat and devoid of odor. So Phillip drove to the store and got two more bottles. Which also seemed rather flat, but we administered it anyway, several times, to no avail. So I went out to get even more hydrogen peroxide. But just after I returned, we had liftoff. Stanley vomited the entire contents of his stomach: supper, carrots, treats, and miraculously, the bottle cap. Sometimes I have to remind myself that we have beagles.

Now, your homework is to go out and buy a fresh bottle of hydrogen peroxide and one of these syringe thingies (or a turkey baster) in case you need it. Hopefully you won’t have to thank me!

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