This evening, Chatum got to one of the chicken bones left over from my dinner off my plate - and it's my fault... I left my plate inside one of the cubbies of our coffee table instead of putting it ON the coffee table, because well, right now the coffee table is a little bit cluttered... and I hate clutter to begin with.
I went into the kitchen to do something, and all that could be heard from the living room was "CRUNCH!"
At first I thought, "I'm sure I brought my plate to the kitchen!" But sure enough, he had half a chicken bone sitting on his bed in the living room... with the other half nowhere to be found *heart jumps into throat*
I called the emergency number to his vet, (even though I kind of figured I knew what they would say this early in the game) and really, there is nothing that can be done except watch and wait. Watch to see if he becomes lethargic, if he vomits, has diarrhea, any sign of blood etc for the next 3-4 days.
No car rides for this puppy... who is used to getting a daily trip to the dog park (which we have to drive to), shorter walks and less activity as to not upset his digestive system.
The good news? There isn't a need to fast him or change his diet in the meantime. I'm really hoping that things work out for the best and this poor boy doesn't need surgery or... well... worse.
Cross your fingers!
...And I'll be sure to put my dirty dishes in the sink straight away from now on.
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