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My stupid dog ate a bee. A big, dead bumble bee. Somehow, he managed to get the stinger lodged in his throat. My stupid dog has spent the whole night making gagging noises and he puked up his dinner. He is find now, apparently having disslodged the stinger in one of the pile of foam. Yuck, yuck, yuck. I didn't call the vet simply because, if someone can run around and play with his tail wagging, there's not really anything wrong with them but a tickle in their throat.