Bento managed to get past the baby gate at the bottom of the stairs and got to the second floor and the second bedroom where we were hiding a stash of Patrick Roger's dark chocolate from Belgium.
He devoured a pound of the chocolate before we caught him red handed, or chocolate pawed.
After trying to induce vomit, it didn't work, we took him to the emergency room where he's spending the night even as I type.
Bento has never slept anywhere but at home, and if he's not spending the night at home, it's because we're spending the night together as a family somewhere else.
I miss my Bento so much. Please make sure your chocolate stash is well put away. We thought we hid it well, but the corgi's will, intelligence, and stomach is an amazing problem solver.
Bento is released with a list of instructions. He's okay but is super tired. He's resting and on a bland diet with Pepcid A/C for the next three days. Thank you so much for everyone's well-wishes and prayers. Bento thank you all as well.
Here're some pictures of Bento's ordeal.
Sick as a dog...poor baby.
Home from the hospital. Spotting a cool looking bandaid.
What the bandaid was covering: (I was very surprised by the shaving. I shouldn't be because the iv must be inserted and there's a lot fur, but still. I wonder if he gets cold there.)