We had a close call tonight. Murphy and Sophie demanded an after dinner treat - some small dried chicken (I know, I know, scarychickentreatsChinaOMGkiller! but these are from a company I trust, and that whole thing was rather overblown online, IMO). Anyway....
Since his major dental extraction Murphy has gone back to eating all his old faves - he gums everything, and in the case of these treats, he sucks on them until soft then gums them. Tonight, he must have gulped down a chunk big enough to give him discomfort.
He wasn't choking at all, he was breathing and not coughing at all, but I saw he was anxious and knew he must have swallowed a chunk big enough to make him uncomfortable. He eventually figured out that he needed to drink water to soften it and barfed it up on the carpet, but not before the stress provoked an anxiety diarrhea attack on the carpet. First accident in months, and his two poops today were solid until this, which is further proof that stress is a trigger. The real loser in all of this drama? The carpet.
So, he's fine, asleep and breathing normally, apparently no harm done, and my little carpet machine is cleaning up the mess, but those treats are now off his diet. Sorry, Sophie! Poor Sophie - she eats his diet food, she is restricted to his diet treats. I know it's healthier for her, too, but it seems somewhat unfair.
P.S.: Murphy is totally, totally fine, and is now pestering for pretzels.
Pretzels used to make my first Yorkie barf, but she always begged for them anyway.
ReplyDeleteHe has no problem with a bit of pretzel, but those chewies are now officially too chewy!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to hear the little dickens is better. Close call!
ReplyDeleteJazzie weighed about a pound when we stupidly gave him a treat of desiccated liver. I had to suck it back out of his tiny throat.
i knew better, DH didn't.