Ah the joys of owning a low-riding Corgi! This morning, Monty and I went out for our morning walk before I had to leave for the auto shop to bring my car in for an alignment. All was good until we made the turn on our road and a piece of plastic bag began blowing past that little curious mouth. I guess it had something tasty on it because before the words "drop it" even began to form he looked up at me and swallowed the whole piece (about 4x6) in size.
Losing all Mommy cool, I freaked out and swiftly walked us back home and called the vet. He suggested we come in and have him throw it up since I wasn't sure how thick the plastic was. So I scooped up my baby (of course crying like a baby) and drove to the vet. Should have been a 15 minute drive but turned into a 45 minute trip thanks to two big accidents in the area.
Finally at the vet they gave him something in his eye that administers medicine to make him throw up. Seems he had been also storing some leaves and sticks with the plastic. The vet was glad we came in as he the plastic was very thick and he thought it would have cause issues.
So my car is still not fixed and Monty is sleeping off the drug effects. I am trying not to add anything "special" to my coffee as it is before noon but I am definitely getting a glass of wine tonight!