Thursday, June 10, 2010
Our Little Goat
She's done it again, but let me start by confirming that Heidi is okay, happily running around like a puppy, snapping at my hands as they grab for her front paws (which she hates) and jumping in circles. She didn't lose her appetite and there were no mysterious messes to clean up when I left work mid-day from worry to come home.
We're all very happy that, if she absolutely had to root through Chris' backpack, find, and then eat an entire pack of gum, that at least it wasn't of the sugar-free variety. When Chris came downstairs this morning to leave for work he found the evidence all over the entranceway floor. Like a good daddy, he hopped online and looked up the possible effects such a thing can have on a dog. Even though there is more of a chance the gum could cause a blockage because of Heidi's small size, the worst case would have been if the gum was sugar-free, as sugar-free gum has xylitol, something highly toxic to dogs. (Seriously, Heidi may have a death wish.) Luckily for everyone, Chris happened to pick up a pack of Juicy Fruit while in the States last week, so the main thing to watch is whether or not the baby has trouble doing her business.
What caused the sick stomach that sent me home from work early, despite Chris' email saying that there didn't seem to be anything to worry about, was the reading I did that talked about how eating gum can cause a dog's blood sugar to soar and the possibility of seizures. Our Heidi has a history of seizures. So I got to spend the afternoon watching her for shaking, weird behavior, and pooping. With the helpful hint from a co-worker Stephanie, I picked up some Omega-3 on the way home to help things move along in the intestinal area, and boy did it work.
So Heidi's fine, aside from some gummy poops and probably a funky feeling tummy. (Seriously, I obviously had to check it outside, and it's kind of oddly funny when you're holding a piece of gummy poo on the end of a stick.) Now it's just a matter of stubborn-old-lady-proofing the house, as it seems a once very well-behaved pup who wouldn't even dare chew on anything not hers, has grown into the type who shreds paper when she's mad and eats whatever smells good.