You know the trouble with Christmas? It is all the stuff we can smell… wonderful tasty smells… and there are so many ‘not alloweds’. And while my two-legs is pretty good at making sure there are plenty of nice things I am allowed to eat, there are so many other things I can smell…
But, if you read my friend Ruby’s story, it is easy to see why our two-legses try to keep us safe and say ‘no’, even when we do the whole puppy-eye thing.
Ruby’s story says it all… and there is a link to some of the things we are definitely not allowed.
The two-legs says I have to mention making sure the fridge is properly shut too…
And the cupboards…
Ruby’s Christmas Warning
Now in my defence, although I am a retired guide dog and highly trained I am at heart a dog. A Labrador at that. We Labradors love our food and we will honestly eat any and everything. We are always hungry!
Yesterday I am afraid to say I was very naughty. I had just come back from my walk with the male two legs (who I adore above all else). I had had my wash down and been towel dried, it is very muddy over in the fields. So my two legs took me in and gave me two treats and told me to stay in my bed. Then he went out to clean up outside….. I could not resist the fabulous smell coming from the kitchen. I took my chance and snook out and there were hundreds of mince pies on the worktop! Yum!
The male two legs had been baking all morning! The smell was magical, he had been soaking the fruit and brandy all of the previous night! I don’t know what happened the next thing I know I was up on two legs and I had a magical mince pie in my mouth… I did not realize the two legs was keeping an eye on me through the window! He was shouting and banging on the window I wondered what the problem was so I ate the mince pie as quickly as I could before anyone took it from me!
My beloved male two legs was very angry with me! He shouted at me and told me I was a very bad girl…. he never does that, never shouts at me. Just then the female two legs (the one known as Willow) arrived home and she was shocked and not at all pleased with me either.
Well very quickly I heard the two, two legs discussing what had happened and then Willow two legs rang the Vet! Doh! the vet! The next thing I know we are dashing out to the car, and it was dark and damp and we had to go through what they call the rush hour. The male two legs seemed very agitated and worried would not get there in time but we did.
Went we got in to see the vet he was lovely and he asked the two legs lots of questions. He told them that the situation was very serious and, worst-case scenario it could be lethal. Then told them what he was going to do. He said he would give me an injection to make me sick! Ummmn ! I don’t like being sick. But he did and oh! poor me I was so sick for about half an hour. My two, two legs stayed with me and so did another two legs dressed in blue. The vet kept looking in to see how I was doing and saying “Sorry darling” … I think he was.
After they were sure that I had finished being sick, the vet gave me another injection to stop me feeling too rough and settle my tummy. Then he told my two, two legs that I could go home but they had to give me special medicine every half hour, to replace electrolights… whatever they are! OH! worst of all I was not allowed my dinner, I was allowed half a boiled chicken breast but I was hungry all night.
Well, the male two legs found it very hard to get me to take the liquid from the syringe the female was better but she found it stressful, I could tell, and I was stressed too! The female two legs stayed up until nearly half-past one to make sure I was okay.
This morning I was feeling better and the male two legs gave me a tablet from the vet then after half an hour I got my breakfast, not chicken, my proper breakfast! Later I had my normal walk! I was feeling much better. I showed the two legs how to give me the electrolights thingy, all they needed to do was put the dose in a saucer then hold it up for me. No mess, no fuss no stress!
Tomorrow I have to go back to the vets for blood tests. My two, two legs are worried because the vet told them that I could have kidney or liver damage or even die, but he seemed to think I should be okay. … who knew these mince pies were so dangerous! The two two legs did and as careful as they had tried to be I had snook through their defences! They have vowed to be even more careful in future…. no extras for me I guess!
So I cannot stress enough dear animal friends, and all bloggers with cats or dogs please be extra vigilant about Christmas food.
Read here what is poisonous for us pets!
About Willow Willers
I am the mum of three boys all now grown and flown to live their own lives. Luckily they do keep in touch and visit often. I now have two beautiful grandsons.
When I started this blog I had not long come home from the hospital after an accident in which I broke my back. I was in the hospital for a month and had three operations.
It has taken me a long time to recover, I am still recovering but every day my body is getting stronger. It has taken a huge toll on me mentally I had to retire early on health grounds, I had to come to terms with finding out people I thought were friends were not. I had to make a new life for myself. Things I could do easily have become difficult.
Writing poetry and prose has helped me a great deal, in fact, I think it has saved my life.
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If you would like to help save Ani from a fate (she says) worse than death, send your Letters to Santa, festive memories, short stories, flash fiction or poems to the Small Dog. She will post them every day through December until Christmas.
She would especially like to hear from her four-legged or feathered friends (she has a special place very close to her heart for turkeys)… but she says that two-legs are better than none, so she will accept submissions from humans too. To get in touch, please use the form on the contact page or email Ani at firstname.lastname@example.org