1/18/13

Pass me that dog treat, would ya?? (And why wasn’t my Bitchy surprised?




I had a very busy week, and had about 30 minutes after school to prepare for our “primary team” special holiday dinner.  I stood at the kitchen counter and poured myself a glass of water for my packet of Emergen-C.  (I LOVE THAT STUFF.)   I took Junior’s medicine out of the cupboard and placed it on the counter.   

You remember Junior, don’t you?  He’s my crazy dog that was rescued by the police FROM MY FRONT YARD a couple of years ago.  Remember how we had to wait 24 hours before we located him and picked him up from the dog pound after the police rescued him from HIS OWN FRONT YARD.  Yeah.  Well, I might have forgotten to mention that he was epileptic.  He takes two doses of Phenobarbital each day to keep him, well, oh let’s say RELAXED.


I opened his bottle and remembered that he only had ONE LEFT. I placed it on the counter ready to call in the prescription. First, I ran the water quickly, filled my glass, threw a pill down my throat and looked at the dog.

He looked at me curiously.


Why?   Cause I had just taken HIS last pill.  THE DOG’S SEIZURE MEDICINE.


Remember in college when you would force yourself to be sick if the room was spinning? Yeah, well, I RAN into the bathroom and did the same.    I forced myself until even my BREAKFAST was staring at me.


And when I called the vet in a panic? They weren’t sure if I would be okay or not. 

“Well, I’ve basically taken matters into my own hand.  And frankly after what I’ve been through these last few years I figure that there isn’t MUCH that can kill me.

At least not yet.”

I went to dinner, shared the story with my team who immediately laughed ENDLESSLY and proceeded to laugh throughout the night, splattering a bark or two here or there.  (Yes, they were concerned and texted me all night, but I like to think I'm providing them some laughter therapy.)


I woke up today more rested that I’d been in a LONG, LONG time. (Who needs Ambien? Honestly..just steal your dog's meds.)  And except for the urge to scratch myself with my hind leg and pee at the fire hydrant, I’m perfectly fine.  Perfectly (scratch) fine. 






Woof. Woof.


16 comments:

Brian Miller said...

hehehe...you know there are so many ways to go with this...i will just leave it alone and smile....hehe

Stacie@hometownperch said...

Oh, that made me laugh out loud. Both the "rescued out of his own front yard" bit and the taking the dogs meds. Thanks for the laugh. I'm glad you're okay.

Anna See said...

Big oooops!!!! This cracked me up.

Gigi said...

As much as I hate to admit it...it sounds like something I would do!

Linda M. said...

Oh, ha ha ha ha! I am giggling merrily at the thought of everything that happened in your post.... Sorry about that! : )

ChiTown Girl said...

Good grief!! Let us know if you start howling at the moon!!

That Janie Girl said...

Well, I already know that I nearly wet myself laughing at you/with you on this one!

Sue said...

Oh my God. . . thank you so very much for making me laugh my ass off! Seriously, swallowing the dog pill? I'm still laughing!! Glad you survived my friend. I've been working so damn much I haven't had time to read my favorite blogs such as yours. I hope all is well. . .

Take care,
Sue

That gentleman's lady said...

Not gonna lie, I fell over laughing :-)

Formerly known as Frau said...

Omg that is too funny and scary at the same time. Have a great weekend!

Scope said...

But how's Junior? Did you get him his pills?

-- And now Scope goes gross --

Did you dig the pill out of your sick for him, or just urp in a bowl and let Junior have a nice hot meal?

Japolina said...

Thats a really funny story vm!

Mellodee said...

Oh my! That is so much the kind of thing I would do! That is the drawback to doing too much multi-tasking, so of the things we do don't get our full attention and that can lead to the realization that something (or someone) just got really screwed! So glad there were no serious side effects....well except for the scratching and the barking and the peeing, but heck it could be worse.....be glad you don't have a tail, you could be going in circles all day trying to catch it!! :)

Pam@OurAdventuresInHomeImprovement said...

I was close to doing that last year. Almost took the vetprofen rather than my advil. I got lots of laughs from family and friends. Glad I didn't have to resort to your measures, and glad you're ok!

Have a great day.
Pam

SkylersDad said...

Don't make me come out there and put you in a cone!

Roshni AaMom said...

Stop yourself if you feel the urge to chase cats!! Wouldn't want you to get scratched! :P