Maggie decided to end her vacation with a bang. While we were sledding New Year's Eve Maggie snuck off into the woods and found what she though was a tasty treat. We found this out the hard way...my mom found the evidence on the kitchen floor (I know gross!). She's a dog so we didn't give it a lot of thought until 45 minutes later when she got sick again. The poor thing couldn't even keep down water so she was confined to the basement for most of the night.
Yesterday as we were packing the car she seemed to be herself. She was a little sluggish but she was eating, drinking and waging her tail. 30 minutes into the trip we smelled something terrible, it smelled like an animal had died in our backseat. It didn't take long to figure out that Maggie wasn't 100%. Now don't jump to conclusions (like we did), it was only gas but it was the WORST gas ever! After a few frantic stops to insure everything was okay we decided to dig through our luggage for the candle we had been burning last week. Ahhh relief, the aroma of mistletoe filled the car. It might not have been the safest thing to do but it was better than asphyxiation!
We made it the whole way without any accidents, thank goodness! It didn't make for the most pleasant trip but after a while we found the humor in it. I am sure this will be a story we tell for years to come.
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