June 17th 2005 9:28 am
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What a month!! We moved to Chicago to a bigger place with a yard! About a week in, I started acting funny. My parents thought I was depressed, but by the 4th day they knew something was really wrong. I cried every time they touched me near my belly. A visit to the ER proved that I had bones stuck in my stomach. I had emergency surgery! The next day my p's took me to my regular vet, but about an hour later they had to come pick me up because I just didnt want to be in a cage at the vet. I kept pulling out my iv and sedatives werent working. Anyways, finally safe at home, mom and dad took care of me. A week later, I was in pain again. I cried all day and night...we went to the ER and to the vet, they couldnt find anything wrong with me. By the next night, mom put her foot down, she knew something was wrong. Back to the ER, sure enough I had a bit of an infection and fluid under my stitches.

This story ends good, I promise. Today, I am MUCH better. Back to my old self. And I can tell mom and dad are happy about that! They know the old Tala is back because Im certainly mischievous again! mmm, that flip flop tastes good!

Moral of the story: DO NOT give your dog bones. Only tendons or nylabones.