Fuck
The damn dogs ate our garbage corn cobs from tonight's dinner. Now, from reading everything online about this, I am scared to death. For tonight I'm going to try to keep an eye on them and they sleep right next to me so I should hear any signs of distress. Tomorrow I'll call the vet for further instruction. I'm not as worried about Windsor because he over chews his food, and passes poops bigger than corn cobs, but Jazz eats quickly and doesn't always chew well. Plus he's only a puggle so a corn cob, even chewed up, is huge. Fuckity fuck.
I can't afford surgery for both of them. We'd find a way but it'd mean all of our savings plus putting stuff back on credit card
This is really bad timing because I'm supposed to be in the city all day for the bar class I help teach. I'd skip but it is the last class before the bar and I'm kind of the leader.
Im going to be praying for poop with pieces of corn cob in it for the next couple of days. And, please god, no vomiting or lethargy in either dog.
I can't afford surgery for both of them. We'd find a way but it'd mean all of our savings plus putting stuff back on credit card
This is really bad timing because I'm supposed to be in the city all day for the bar class I help teach. I'd skip but it is the last class before the bar and I'm kind of the leader.
Im going to be praying for poop with pieces of corn cob in it for the next couple of days. And, please god, no vomiting or lethargy in either dog.