JewelFreak
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Whew! Buck is 13, doing pretty well but a bit rickety due to age. Like all Siberians, he is an independent thinker determined to do it his way -- which almost killed him Wed. night. Dumb cluck snatched a bamboo skewer w/chicken off a plate I put on the table while I got some lemonade, 20 seconds at most -- with my husband sitting right there! As I tried to pry open his jaws, he was swallowing the whole schmoo as hard & fast as he could. I felt the skewer end w/my fingers far down his throat but couldn't grab to pull it out.
So to the vet, who sent us on to the Critical Care Hosp. Those skewers have a very sharp end that can poke into tissue; inducing vomiting was dangerous. It would need an endoscopy or surgery. Off we toddled in a blinding rainstorm, sheets of rain slashing at car & road, a night so dark you could barely see your hand. The clinic is, of course, on the other side of the city! These things never happen on a sunny weekday afternoon -- part of the Dog Code of Ethics.
The immediate danger was that the sharp end could penetrate the esophagus & migrate to the lungs or could puncture anywhere inside. Long wait while they took x-rays & emailed them to radiologist at home for reading, then for the endoscopy guy on call to arrive (who was probably watching tv in his t-shirt on the couch in perfect comfort on a rainy night). They sent me home around 9:30. I was very concerned that anesthetic, in addition to the procedure or surgery, could be the end of the old boy, love of my life.
Late that night they called with the great news that they got it out w/the scope, not necessary to open him up. Half was indeed poked into the esophagus; they retrieved the other half from his stomach. Next morning before I picked him up (& paid practically next year's income -- ain't gonna be buying that tourmaline I've had my eye on real soon), he ate, hung out, happily wagging, in the surgery suite. Slept it off yesterday all day like a fuzzy dishrag. I'd strangle him but I have too much invested in him by now! As a friend w/ 50 years in the breed said, "These damn Siberians, running away or eating stuff they shouldn't have, drive you to drink or broke." Yep. But you can't help loving 'em madly.
--- Laurie
Recent photos of the idiot (who is the sweetest soul on earth!):
So to the vet, who sent us on to the Critical Care Hosp. Those skewers have a very sharp end that can poke into tissue; inducing vomiting was dangerous. It would need an endoscopy or surgery. Off we toddled in a blinding rainstorm, sheets of rain slashing at car & road, a night so dark you could barely see your hand. The clinic is, of course, on the other side of the city! These things never happen on a sunny weekday afternoon -- part of the Dog Code of Ethics.
The immediate danger was that the sharp end could penetrate the esophagus & migrate to the lungs or could puncture anywhere inside. Long wait while they took x-rays & emailed them to radiologist at home for reading, then for the endoscopy guy on call to arrive (who was probably watching tv in his t-shirt on the couch in perfect comfort on a rainy night). They sent me home around 9:30. I was very concerned that anesthetic, in addition to the procedure or surgery, could be the end of the old boy, love of my life.
Late that night they called with the great news that they got it out w/the scope, not necessary to open him up. Half was indeed poked into the esophagus; they retrieved the other half from his stomach. Next morning before I picked him up (& paid practically next year's income -- ain't gonna be buying that tourmaline I've had my eye on real soon), he ate, hung out, happily wagging, in the surgery suite. Slept it off yesterday all day like a fuzzy dishrag. I'd strangle him but I have too much invested in him by now! As a friend w/ 50 years in the breed said, "These damn Siberians, running away or eating stuff they shouldn't have, drive you to drink or broke." Yep. But you can't help loving 'em madly.
--- Laurie
Recent photos of the idiot (who is the sweetest soul on earth!):