June 22nd 2009 1:57 pm
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So...one day dad was making kolaches and I was supervising, as always. Poor dad thought he had all the ingredients back far enough on the counter. Boy was he wrong! I found me some bread dough, not cooked (mom says it's gross, but hey...I was desperate) and I ate not 1....not 2...not 4...but 7 balls of bread dough.

Then dad comes back saying to himself...is that all I have??? He calls mom who says to call the vet...who says to give me 3 tablespoons of peroxide to throw up or I could DIE (bread dough would rise in my tummy...yikes!). Dad finds a way to get me to drink it...and HOLY bread balls batman...did it all come up! Bread balls were everywhere.

Dad was so relieved, he wasn't too hip on having to take me to the vet and get my stomach pumped. I haven't gotten into anything else lately, but you never know with me.

Later allligators!
Jackpot

Barked by: Petunia Grace (Dogster Member)

June 22nd 2009 at 5:38 pm

Whew, glad you're okay! I HAVE had my tummy pumped, and I do NOT recommend it.

Barked by: Caliber *TDIA Therapy Dog* (Dogster Member)

June 24th 2009 at 4:51 am

YIKERS Jackpot - Good thing your daddy saved you. Next time you think about scarving something from the counter, go for the steak!!! Glad you're okay, Sweetie..