Never A Dull Moment

More excitement in Montana.

Where do I start? I'm sitting here on the computer when Brock comes running to me choking. Yes, choking.
My 100# dog is choking and stressing out.
He was very stressed and vomiting alot of foam all.over.the.house.
Uggh.

I tried my best to try to reach down his throat and either pull out the object or push it down. This is not easy when a dog weighs almost as much as you do.

I tried the usual. He's pink..he's breathing ( heavily), all important. I tried the heimlich maneuver on him which was not easy as big as he is. No luck.
Called hubby (in California, of course)..he had me sedate him, IV...alone....yeah ok.
I have to say I was pretty impressed to hit a vein on a stressed out dog alone. (gold star for me)

Called the ER vet in Sandpoint (45 minutes away) to be on standby.
Called closest neighbor to help me. Neighbor was not home, but left a message.
Brock is totally stressing out on me. As I'm getting dressed being prepared to take him to Sandpoint, reaching for something in the dryer, Critter sticks his paw in there and gets his foot slammed in the door. So he's screaming as I'm trying to get the door back open. He runs downstairs away from me.

So, Brock is having issues...so is Critter. I've got Hub on the phone and he has the ER vet on the phone. Ugggh.
Neighbor shows up to help. Brock calms down. We get a flashlight and look down his throat. Can't see anything. Brock calms down. Is able to swallow food and water. Good sign. He's still pink. Good sign. By now my head is starting to hurt.

It's been a few hours since this all started. Brock is sedated and resting, but still crying alot. I have a feeling it will be a long night and I will be taking him into the vet in the morning.

I finally found Critter hiding under the bed. He's okay.

Sigh....