Firday, November 20, 2009
Under-wear?

I just have to tell this little story about that crazy pup Atlantis. Now I did some crazy stuff when I was young but this little ball of endless excited energy gets in to one form of mayhem after another. Normally it’s just a matter of counter surfing or pulling towels out of the closet repeatedly. Every once in while though the item doesn’t get back in to my human hands as it normally would.

On this particular day while my humans Aunt was over and gathering clothing for the wash, a pair of my humans’ underwear was accidentally dropped. Atlantis and my human were out back as my human was letting her potty before being put in the kennel so the humans could clean house in peace.

Atlantis must have heard the soft cotton panties hit the floor and she came racing back in to the house. My human, not quite so fast was several steps behind. Atlantis went to snatch the undergarment from the floor just as the other human was reaching for it. Unfortunately this time Atlantis felt the fabric was something of great value since this other human really wanted it back so without hesitation she swallowed the knickers down whole.

It was about this time my human finally caught up and discovered what happened. She tried to reach in and fish the cotton confection from Atlantis’s throat but it was too late and they were not within reach of even her very tiny hands.

A few attempts were made to induce vomiting but in this aspect Atlantis and I are a lot alike. What goes down stays down until we are good and ready to spew it forth. Personally I prefer to wait and vomit in the middle of the night while my human is sleeping and get puke all over the nice carpet in her bedroom. Atlantis normally runs for the carpet in the office. To each her own I guess.

So Atlantis was watched closely for several days for her to pass the tidy whities naturally. Thankfully my human does wear small undergarments and Atlantis never showed signs of distress or discomfort. Heck nothing phases that dog.

Eventually her poos appeared to have some cotton in them and we all figured things were passing well. Let me tell you, my human was not thrilled about checking her stools regularly. Let’s face it, poo stinks!

Then about five days after the incident Atlantis vomited up the remainder of the underwear one morning and barked with discontent until my human finished getting dressed and ventured out to investigate.

There she was sitting in the back of the kennel staring at the blob of what once has been my humans’ underwear which lay near the kennel door. She didn’t know what that was but she didn’t like it being in her kennel. So my human opened her door and she quickly dashed out making sure to leap over the pile of fibrous hurl so as not to touch it, then out the doggie door to join me in the yard. My human was left alone to clean the kennel. We did check on her about ten minutes later and the kennel was once again clean and smelling fresher than it had in days.

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