So while playing with our new christmas gifts and eating some Russell Stover truffles, I happened to look down at our coffee table and see that we had run out of chocolates. So I asked Nice Guy, "Did you eat the rest of the chocolates? That was like half a box of chocolates!"
And he said no, I haven't had any since before lunch.
Just then, my Pride (aka my dog, Nice guy's dog is my Joy now that I've moved in with Nice Guy and have pretty much adopted all his animals... sorry, need to update more often) puked up a little brown puddle of mostly water.
SHIT!!!
So then I'm on the internet research chocolate poisoning in dogs and all the websites say to call the vet because the amount, type of chocolate and weight of the dog are really the determining factors in how serious it could be. So we called Nice Guy's vet since I haven't switched my Pride to the one here in town yet. And this is a super nice vet who I won't actually acknowledge on here but is going to get a very nice Thank You note.
After a bunch of questions about how long ago he ate the chocolate and what exactly the chocolate was and how much he probably ate she told us we can either bring him in or we can get a syringe and shoot 1 ml of hydrogen peroxide for every pound of body weight of the dog down the back of his throat. *if you try that at home by yourself, you are trying at your own risk and all I'm saying here is what I was told to do and am no way shape or form condoning or suggesting that you do this*
She said he should start throwing up in about 10 minutes. So we did, although we were smart and did it outside because we only had a 20 ml syringe and he needed 38 ml. After the first dose he walked away and puked a giant puddle of brown liquid goop. And then he seemed okay, so we were wondering if we should give him the rest. We decided to do that and after the second dose he started throwing up like that episode of Family Guy where they drank ipecac. I can't believe how much chocolate he actually ate. He was really mad at me but I tried to tell him it was for his own good. After a few minutes of petting and cuddling he seemed to forgive me and then he drank some water so I think he's all good now. I'll be keeping an eye on him for the rest of the night though.
Our personas convince us that there is nothing that we don't know about ourselves -- that we are in fact the person we see in the mirror and believe ourselves to be. But the issue with this is that once we have bought into the story of 'this is who I am,' we shut the door on any other possibility and deny ourselves access to all of who we can be. We lose our ability to choose, because we can't do anything outside the confines of the character we're playing. The predictable persona we've constructed is now in control. We become blind to the immense possibilities for our life."
Debbie Ford
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