Friday, August 1, 2008

Puppy Sleep Overs

My gaybors have a Chihuahua named Chili Pepper. He's a chocolate brown tea cup with huge ears & bubbly eyes. He's fat - real real real fat! He looks like he swallowed a foot ball. You've seen them. Little old ladies with blue hair always have one & they name them stupid names that have to do with chocolate.

Anyway- Chili Pepper is my Chihuahuas', Taco Bell & Burrito Beans, bestest friend. On Friday the three of us walk to Pepper's house & bring him home for his weekend puppy sleep over.

When we have puppy sleep overs the weekend consists of the three of them swimming in the pool, having lunch, playing some, then settleing down for the evening on the puppy sofa. Same thing Saturday, then Sunday morning Pepper starts heading for home. Sleep over is over he's done.

Chili Pepper has an eating disorder. Thus the reason he is sooooooo fat! He will eat anything and everything. He eats himself sick. He especially loves cat food so I have to make sure it is out of his reach when he comes to visit.

On this particular sleep over I forgot to hide the cat food & of course Pepper found it. He tore open and ate a full bag of cat food. The whole bag, not one crumb left. But I did not know this, he hid the bag in the corner of the sunporch where I couldn't see it. How'd he do that?

Soooo, early in the wee morning, I hear this whimpering sound ooooo, eeeeee, ow ow ow ow, mmmmm, ooooooo. Louder & louder. There on the puppy sofa is Pepper crying in pain. He's unable to get up, but keeps trying & each time he howels in pain & falls over. Of course I go into panic thinking my gaybor is going to flip out if his dog dies.

I check him out, no cuts, no wounds, no blood! So I pick him up & head for my gaybors house. After pounding on the door for several minutes my gaybors answer.

Oh my gosh, I don't know what happened, but Pepper is sick, really sick. My gaybor takes Pepper from me & while he's checking him out his partner goes into full drama queen mode. "Oh lordy lordy he's gonna die. Oh palleeeese God don't take my special little baby from me. Palllllleeeeese. Oh my my my I don't think I can go through another one of my beloved babies dying. Oh lordy I just can't do it, I just CAN'T!!!!! Not again!!!!! Oh lord, how much can a person take, oh lord, no, no, no!!! Just don't take my precious little baby from me, oh lordy lordy!!! I'm begging you, just a begggggggin, pallllleeeese!"

After examining Pepper, my gaybor stands up and turns to his partner & says. "Get the pepto, the dam dog ate too much AGAIN! And for pete's sake shut up, he's not going to die, once he poops he'll be just fine."

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