Yesterday we headed out midday to run a couple of errands. Dante had been exercised and was mellow when we left the house. When we got home, he was his usual excited self, and his bed felt all warm and toasty so we surmised that he must have been happily napping away while we were out and about getting things done.
However, at some point during the time that we were away from the house, Dante must have scarfed down something that he was not supposed to.
For the rest of the day, he acted very subdued. His tummy made worrying gurgling sounds. He practically emptied bowls of water on the hour (raw fed dogs usually have minimal water intake since raw foods are typically so rich in moisture). He made odd whiny noises and fussed around more than usual. When I left home this morning he refused to do his #2 -- I was worried that I was going to come home to a big stinking pile of mess at the end of the work day.
Thankfully there was no mess when I arrived home from work. During our walk, Dante squeezed forth the squishiest, slimiest, yuckiest and STINKIEST mound of poop I've had the "joy" of dealing with for a long, long time now. I was grateful that it was not diarrhea, but it sure smelled like diarrhea on steroids. As we continued on our walk we were accompanied by its putrid stench wafting from the poop bag until I could get to a garbage can to toss it away. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.
After that purge of "distinction", Dante appears to be in much better spirits now but so far for the rest of the evening he has been trotting around tooting the most noxious, toxic smelling gas clouds from his backdoor. Not only is whatever he's pumping out absolutely foul-smelling, it LINGERS, leaving a trail of sour faces and green-faced gagging in his wake.
For the life of me, I cannot figure out what is the forbidden item/substance he has ingested that is causing all this. Both cats are whole and present. I did a thorough and complete check and inventory of the house and cannot detect anything or its remnants that is missing, mutilated, half-eaten, puked-up, or otherwise unaccounted for ... or accounted for in a less than desirable form.
Hopefully whatever the culprit is, it's working itself out of his system and won't become a blockage issue.
In the meantime, I wish somebody had told me that having gas masks on hand come in real handy when owning a dog.
1 comments:
Dobermans are distinctive in every way. Sometimes it manifests itself in an.....unfortunate manner. I know Elka produces interesting odors and other things on occasion.
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