Got a text from #2Son at 4:15 saying that he'd fed the dogs for me while I was at work. I got home an hour later to discover that he must have left Chessie's meds on the counter because she had gotten into the bottle and eaten upwards of 150 Prion 50, her phenylpropanolamine medication for her urinary incontinence. She seemed fine, played ball, but
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