I Almost Killed Myself Today
Posted on December 27th, 2008 by Raindrop
But Mom and Dad saved me.
Raindrop here - and alive.
This morning, Mom and Dad were ignoring me.
- They ate breakfast.
- Started talking about goals for 2009.
- How boring!
I decided to find something more fun to do.
- And hit the jackpot.
- You’ll never believe what I found.
- A bag of Zingerman’s brownies!
Life was good!
- Two pounds of pure, high-quality chocolate.
- Balanced with the best sugar.
- All for me!
I grabbed the bag.
- Snuck it into my kennel.
- And inhaled.
- Yummy in my tummy!
I was happily licking the crumbs off the bag.
- Then the explosion happened.
- Mom caught me red-handed.
- Mom and Dad got in a heated conversation and made a call.
Next thing I knew, Dad swept me into his arms.
- We ran to the car.
- Mom was driving.
- Oh boy! I love car rides!
We pulled up to that place.
- I could smell the other dogs.
- Dad ran in with me.
- What was happening?
A nice lady grabbed me gently.
- When she heard Zingerman brownies she ran me to the back.
- They called me “the chocolate dog.”
- A whole bunch of people circled me.
I don’t remember a lot after that.
- They poured stuff down me.
- I threw up tons.
- (They petted me a lot too.)
Mom and Dad were really pale when my new friend Stephanie took me to them.
- “Raindrop would have died if you didn’t bring her in right away…”
- Died? You’re kidding, right?
- I just ate the most scrumptious chocolate on Earth.
Why did they put four brownies in one bag if I wasn’t supposed to eat that much?
- That doesn’t make sense!
- Is it possible have too much of a good thing?
Like Mom always says, makes me think of chapter leaders…is too much of a good thing hurting your chapter somehow? How do you know?
Filed under: Adventures of Raindrop, Board challenges
Cynthia, it’s amazing that you could write a blog post after such a harrowing experience. If this had happened to Wilbur, I don’t think I’d be able to speak, much less write anything. I’m really glad that Raindrop is okay.
Jeff thanks for the sweet message. I’m still feeling a bit fried and it’s been ten hours.
You would probably laugh and shake your head if I said that’s part of the reason why Raindrop had to tell the story instead of me.
I am so glad to hear Raindrop is okay and all of you are recovering together!
I am glad all three of you are ok.
The morning after report: Raindrop is back to her normal bossy self. The vet said she wouldn’t remember the emergency visit - just how good chocolate tastes.
James and I are still a bit wired and ohmigoshing… but that’s to be expected I guess.
Thanks to everyone for their comments and emails. Nice to know we aren’t alone!
Makes me think of when Cyrus ingested a bottle of ibuprofen (very toxic to dogs if you didn’t know). I was really upset, of course. I just had to remember to keep cool, as much as I could, and keep faith that everything would turn out alright. Luckily he recovered and is pretty much normal (well… normal for him). What I learned though is to breathe through such a situation and have faith that things turn out the way they are supposed to, be smart about the choices you make and make sure all medication is out of the reach of curious puppies. Cyrus is happy and healthy today because we paid attention to what he was trying to tell us, which (as you always put it) makes me thing of chapter leaders. I wonder if I pay enough attention to the signs members are trying to give me…
Glad to see Raindrop is okay!
A bottle of ibuprofen? Thank goodness you caught him in time.
Love your question re paying attention to the signs your members are giving you!