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I went out tonight to see a movie (Soul Surfer, shut up, I am a sucker for inspirational sports movies, pretty blonde girls, and Hawaii)! I brought two 200mg ibuprofen with me because I was afraid maybe I'd get cramps while I was out, and nothing sucks more than getting cramps when you're out doing something that should be fun. I put them in my hoodie pocket and forgot about them.
When I got home a few hours later, I went to greet my 8 pound faceraper dog, who always jumps all over you and makes out with your face for five minutes when you walk into the house, so I ended up rolling around on my living room floor trying to avoid her advances. Like you do. Then one of the pills fell out of my pocket and she ate it. :(
Cue: calling the vet, who made me call the emergency vet (this is when I found out ibuprofen is actually poisonous to dogs), who made me call the animal poison control (which costs a lot of money, by the way), driving to the pharmacy and buying hydrogen peroxide, forcing Lizzie to drink hydrogen peroxide, sitting with her while she puked nine times, calling the animal poison control again, and driving to the grocery store to buy famotidine. Which I have to give her for the next five days.
Luckily for such a tiny dog she is okay, because it could have been a lot worse and fucked up her kidneys.
MY POOR LITTLE PUPPY. :(
So that was my night, flist. :| How was yours?
I went out tonight to see a movie (Soul Surfer, shut up, I am a sucker for inspirational sports movies, pretty blonde girls, and Hawaii)! I brought two 200mg ibuprofen with me because I was afraid maybe I'd get cramps while I was out, and nothing sucks more than getting cramps when you're out doing something that should be fun. I put them in my hoodie pocket and forgot about them.
When I got home a few hours later, I went to greet my 8 pound faceraper dog, who always jumps all over you and makes out with your face for five minutes when you walk into the house, so I ended up rolling around on my living room floor trying to avoid her advances. Like you do. Then one of the pills fell out of my pocket and she ate it. :(
Cue: calling the vet, who made me call the emergency vet (this is when I found out ibuprofen is actually poisonous to dogs), who made me call the animal poison control (which costs a lot of money, by the way), driving to the pharmacy and buying hydrogen peroxide, forcing Lizzie to drink hydrogen peroxide, sitting with her while she puked nine times, calling the animal poison control again, and driving to the grocery store to buy famotidine. Which I have to give her for the next five days.
Luckily for such a tiny dog she is okay, because it could have been a lot worse and fucked up her kidneys.
MY POOR LITTLE PUPPY. :(
So that was my night, flist. :| How was yours?