I almost didn't write about this. Almost. It is my most embarrassing moment ever. But the vet over at Vet on the Edge wanted to hear. She posted about weird things that dogs eat and being very competitive I had to top her story.
So here goes.....
When Hubby and I were first married we lived in a duplex surrounded by other duplexes in the lovely small town of Steilacoom. Some of the neighbors were pretty junky as some renters tend to be and their garbage would spill out over the cans. At that time we had a small Dalmatian named Mandy that lived to slipped under the fence and sample the offerings in the neighboring yards. I know now that we were young and a bit irresponsible and should have tried harder to keep her in but at the time we just weren't as conscientious pet owners as we are today.
Well one day I noticed my dog out in the yard straining to go to the bathroom and was horrified to see her intestines trailing out behind her. I could not imagine what was wrong with her so in a panic I loaded her in Hubby's sports car that no animals had ever had the pleasure of riding in and sped off to the vet.
Rushing in with Mandy in my arms I told the startled receptionist that my dog's intestines were coming out of her rectum. She hustled me into a room and I waited, shaking, for the vet to come in. In walks the young woman vet. I explained that my dog's intestines were coming out. She walked around to the back of the dog while I held her in my arms and lifted her tail to take a peek.
With a dour look on her face said, "It's a rubber"
With my face turning fifty shades of red I stumbled all over my words explaining Mandy's habit of eating the neighbor's garbage.
With no expression at all she said in that same dour way,
"Let's hope that's how it got in there"
There was no charge for that visit....Mandy had eaten the rubber and the ring had gotten caught on the way out of her rectum so her bowel movement was in the end of it as it hung out her body...anyway you get the picture.
At least I hope that's how it happened.