So, there has been NO problems with Bu since I thought he swallowed my sock. And, I couldn't find said sock...and it never showed up in his poo yesterday...and so, I thought I must have been crazy.
I WASN'T!!! While snuggling on the bed this morning, Bugenhagen have a good *gack* and there in my hands was a very very gross blue sock. I'm not even going to ponder HOW this happened this way -- he ate and drank just fine yesterday -- he eliminated just fine yesterday; but there it was the mysterious blue sock. He snuggled some more...we slept a bit more...we got up...he ate breakfast, elminated just fine... and is contentedly munching on a carrot down in his crate.
I was right...he DID swallow that darn sock. But -- no harm; no foul. Whooohoo.
I'm off to work...busy busy month. Again, anyone want to own a house around here and let me be a renter?
grace2you,
jen
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This post made me smile, My Chels is only 9 weeks and she has developed a sock fetish...I find all mine in her bed...
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