It won't stop
Well I don't know what happened but around 7:30pm today, Mr. Barclay vomited up at least a pound of dogfood on the floor in front of the couch. We Taylor cleaned it up while I looked on in horror. Then a few minutes later, Mr Barfley had another go at the rug.
Taylor cleaned it up again while I comforted the doggy and tried to give him some water. We went upstairs to the bedroom and about 10 minutes later the dog followed us. I wasn't paying attention and a few minutes later I see another pile of unswallowed dogfood. I had no idea the dog could hold this much food.
While Taylor was cleaning that up, I was pondering whether the dog was really sick or not. Then he runs downstairs and vomits on his petbed. This earns him a trip to the vet where there is only one way to take a dog's temperature.
One hour (and roughly the cost of a new dog) later, I had a happy nonsick Mr Barclay, and some x-rays which show that he is full of skeleton and dogstuff. We have no idea what went wrong, althrough I have my theories:
Taylor cleaned it up again while I comforted the doggy and tried to give him some water. We went upstairs to the bedroom and about 10 minutes later the dog followed us. I wasn't paying attention and a few minutes later I see another pile of unswallowed dogfood. I had no idea the dog could hold this much food.
While Taylor was cleaning that up, I was pondering whether the dog was really sick or not. Then he runs downstairs and vomits on his petbed. This earns him a trip to the vet where there is only one way to take a dog's temperature.
One hour (and roughly the cost of a new dog) later, I had a happy nonsick Mr Barclay, and some x-rays which show that he is full of skeleton and dogstuff. We have no idea what went wrong, althrough I have my theories:
- Eating the carpet
- Eating the wicker-basket that holds his toys
- Eating Taylor's papers, shoes, and cell phone all in the same day
- Eating every single thing that he encounters on his walk, alive or not
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