My Mum got some chocolates for her birthday waaaaayyyyy back in September. From time to time, she would bring out the box and have one or two, or three. Last night, over a cup of tea, she savoured one, or two, or three, and then went upstairs to check her email. I have never done this before, I don't know why I did it really. I was alone, I was bored, I dunno..look up Canine Weight Watchers for excuses..but seeing the box on the coffee table..I just...I just..well...I just couldn't resist. Each morsel of Guylian chocolate melted in my mouth as I scoffed it down, 1,2,3,4,5,6,7... Dogs aren't born to hide boxes..so I just left it there..upturned...as we are also no good at putting them back.
Mummy came downstairs (she's become Mummy now) and saw the box...and looked at me...and saw the box...and looked at me...and got upset...
She rushed to the phone,and I heard
"My corgi donkey cross has just eaten 7 Guylian chocolates"
"vet response...something along the lines of YUMMY"
"yep...yep...aha...ok...yes...right..ok...right..thankyou"
I vomited on the Persian rug, for which I was praised (go figure) and we went to bed.
I don't know why she slept with her hand on me by the side of the bed all night, it must have been hard to do that. I didn't feel too good. I thought the7th was pure greed..and I was right.
This morning, she took me for a walk, and then to THE VET. He got a big thermometer and ...well, I don't want to talk about it. he had a listen to me talk from inside my chest (what's that about) and then got a big needle and Mummy held me while he stuck it in my leg and took....my....blood.
"This will tell us how badly his liver is affected...you were right Ella, dogs shouldn't eat chocolate....give me a call in an hour..take him home, and don't let him eat anything"
tick tick tick tick tick tick tick....
Mummy called the vet...I don't know what was said..but she made some phone calls to delay and cancel appointments and then I was back in THE CAR!!!!!!! But I was back at THE VET....They gave my paw a brazillian...and stuck something in it..OUTCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH and then connected it to a big wine cask or something...and wrapped my paw in a blue thing..(Iguess cause I'm a boy!)
Years later.....well, that's dog years, in human terms, hours, Mummy came back and collected me and handed over $300 and bought me a squeaky toy and hugged me and brought me home...and here I am blogging. It hurts to type...it's the paw you see. But she told me to tell you. "Chocolate is toxic for dogs...never give dogs chocolate...it affects their liver and can kill them very quickly...and it's bloody expensive and if you ever do it again I'll kill you myself...especially with my birthday chocolates" I don't think she wanted me to tell you the last bit.
I'm going back to the lounge.
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