We thought it was a foxtail (a common Alaskan weed), so we let him sneeze for two weeks in good faith. Don't get me wrong, we would look up his nose every few days and then argue about whether it was further in or out. We also spent a good two hours feeding him valium and then using six people to pin him down and pick his nose with dental tools.
Finally, we broke down and took him to the vet. Their drugs worked better than our valium-- he was a noodle within minutes, no holding necessary. Though the vet was cheating with her fancy drugs, it was quite exciting when she extracted a large chuck of hard plastic from the noodle-dog's nostril. The whole office got toogether and decided this item was something Toby had chosen to snack on, but instead of down his throat, it went up his nose, though this probably hurt even more than when you are laughing while drinking Coke.
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