Poor poor Abby....
So last night, our dog, Abby, was found rummaging through a bag here in the apartment. We found her eating some of a half-eaten granola bar...that sneaky dog. But we were concerned because we also found some medicine lying around the bag and were we afraid she might have eaten some of the pills. So we decided to induce Abby to vomit...poor dog. We had never done it before so we were kinda nervous. So this is what we did...
First of all, we went to the net to research the best ways to make your dog barf. We found out the best ways to induce vomiting is to 1) give your dog 1 teaspoon of hydrogen peroxide for every 10lbs of dog that you have (in Abby's case, that would be 4 teaspoons) or 2) give your dog 1 teaspoon of salt. Can you imagine eating 1 teaspoon of salt? But if that is relative to your body weight, that means I would probably have to eat a 1/4 cup of salt!! Disgusting! Anyways, we decided on the salt route because we thought that would be less traumatic of the two. So we took her outside (because we didn't want the vomit on our floor) with teaspoon, salt, and a barf bag in hand. We felt so bad for her, but we knew it was something that had to be done to make sure she didn't eat something that would be dangerous for her. We tried half a teaspoon at first..and right when we shoved it down her throat, she went nuts. Just imagine if you had a bee in your ear or if you had bugs in your hair and you had no hands...what would you do? Shake your head like a mad man. Well, that's what Abby was doing. But alas, no vomit. She just licked her lips as if she had eaten a tasty treat. So instead of giving her more salt, I tried the finger down the throat. Hey, if it works on people, it should work on dogs, right? Well, it didn't. I think she got mad because she bit down on my finger. What to do now? Well, we tried another dose of salt and another gagging, but that resilient dog still wouldn't budge..i.e. PUKE! So we decided to use the hydrogen peroxide. We pried her mouth open and poured the peroxide down her throat. Of course she spat about half of it out and did her head shaking thing. We gave up after that because we thought we've probably put her through enough torture. We would just watch her through the night to make sure there wasn't any change of behavior. (well, her behavior had already changed because her mom and dad tried 3 times to make her vomit by shoving stuff down her throat...your behavior would change too) But the power of prayer always works..because Karen said a prayer to herself and VIOLA! Abby threw up not once, not twice, but thrice! Nice little disgusting piles of dog food on our floor. We cheered her on as if she had done an amazing trick. Anyways, the night of vomit was not over because we thought "hey..she threw up all her food...she must be hungry. Let's give her more food". Well, we did...and then she threw up again later that night. But at least we had the peace of mind that everything in her stomach, good and bad, was no longer there. Sigh..it's tough being a dog..poor poor Abby. Here's a picture for your enjoyment.
