Was cleaning up my GSPs landmines in the backyard. Suddenly thought she had the mother of all worms in her system. Turns out it was just one of my wife's hair ties.
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my dumb as a brick 8lb dachshund ate like 2.5 full size 95%+ dark chocolate bars and lived. Took him in and they called poison control and basically told me he should be dead. He just threw up dark chocolate all over my grey fabric couch for a few hours.
God forgive me I love Dalmatians. I have had 3 and they just make me happy. My last boy died in August of last year and I miss him every day. My first I had at A&M. We had a crawfish boil in the backyard and people just threw the shells in a pile. Too much beer was consumed and I decided to clean up in the morning, I was woken up by some screaming sound in the back yard before daylight. The Dal had decided to eat most of the shells and corn cobs and was trying to pass them. Poor guy, I had to help dig them out of his butt for the better part of the morning. The spice didn't help either.Funky Winkerbean said:
My cousin had a Dalmatian taking a dump and one day we just happened to lock in on him while he is in the process. After he finished, we moved in for a closer inspection and there was a semi-inflated balloon in his poop. Still makes me laugh 50 years later.