When an animal is choking, there’s no time to think, you must react. And you better do it quickly. This week my friend pointed at Frida, there was something wrong. Camila doesn’t speak English and the word for choking wasn’t high on my vocabulary list. Frida was pawing at her face and making a gagging sound. She was spinning and pawing and stupid me, I thought she was sick.
Still the preferred nap location.
Camila then said juguete, which is the word for toy and I realized that my pup had swallowed something and was choking. I grabbed her by the hips (the dog, not Camila) and hung her upside down. The four inch dog chew was barely protruding from the back of her throat and I was just able to get a hold of it and pull. Getting it wedged in there took some doing on the dog’s part. OMG.
As with all near calamities, the impact didn’t hit me until after it was over. I think this dog has a death wish. I once performed the Heimlich maneuver on a co-worker and watched a piece of carrot fly out of her mouth. She claims I saved her life. Maybe I did.
One of many sleep positions.
After all, I was a Girl Scout and have taken a few Red Cross classes, but never for a dog. Fortunately gravity did its part. A doggy ER is not down the street as it was in Austin.
Life has been pretty mundane lately and I have been at a loss as to a subject for the blog. I’m just glad it worked out, as this little beat up street dog who was given a 50/50 chance of surviving, has wormed her way into our hearts. I think I’ll be checking out doggie first aid on YouTube and Pinterest. It never hurts to be prepared, especially with a dog like Frida.
DOS TORTAS
You did save my life! I remember you willing me to breath, physically and emotionally. I’m grateful for you and I love you for who you are.
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My dear, you have been a precious angel in my life.
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Wow, so glad you were able to get to Frida in time. She is absolutely adorable, and I know you would have hated to lose her. She really does have nine lives!
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Come back next week. There is yet another escapade of this crazy puppy.
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How scary! I’m behind on my blog reading and somehow saw the later escapade before this one. I don’t know if I would have been able to handle if Buddy was in this kind of situation. Luckily he seems to know the difference between things he should swallow and those he shouldn’t. Yikes! Glad Frida survived the ordeal and is making herself at home. Loving the sleep pictures. Buddy’s preferred sleep position is much like Frida’s, but we don’t have a hammock (too cold here right now anyway!).
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