Monday, December 15, 2008

Speaking of Gentleman Callers.....

It's been a loooong night. You wont even believe what happened. Before I start telling the story, Nonie, Momma, do not read this. ( My mom is cringing cause she knows what this is about). But sometimes on this blog, I have to tell you things that are gross or maybe TMI, because its educational, like a PSA. I wish someone would have told me about this before last night.... when I lost my mind .
So it was bedtime, and we were all washed, brushed etc about to climb in when I realized the dogs were missing. I went to retrieve them from the kitchen where I last saw them eating food pieces. Most of they day they don't care one thing about dry dog food, until it no longer is an option, like say bedtime when they will be shut up in the bedroom. Then dry dogfood becomes delicious and irresistible.
Anyway, I heard this noise, like a fight coming from in there and I see Flossie on her back kicking at Ralphie and I start yelling for him to get off of her, only he couldn't.... they were "connected"... UGH so I scream for Erik (which he ignored) and soon after that they came apart and Flossie runs off like she had been spanked. Ralphie is laying on the floor and I was about to turn off the light and retreat when I looked down at him and saw the grossest thing ever!
His bee was out and not normal looking. I mean in all my days and dogs I have never seen anything this shape or color. I thought his guts were hanging out or he had a hernia. Erik came to inspect and one of his first comments was " Babe he might die" which just confirmed my already crazy thoughts.
I called Uncle Louie ( the vet) no answer, I called my dad , no answer. I got out the phone book to call the emergency vet and then my dad called me back.
I calmly tried to explain what was going on in as much detail as possible, which is hard to do when talking to your DAD about such things.. but even though I woke him up in the middle of the night he was very sweet ( and didn't laugh) and explained that all was well. That was normal, and natural and it would go back in. I dont know how it could. but it did . Just hearing the confidence in my dad's voice was immediately calming. I sat on the floor and cried for 10 minutes after that because I was so relieved. I really thought he was gonna die, or at the least need surgery. Louie and I talked today and he explained why that happens and all t he science behind it and I just had to tell you guys incase it ever happens to your dog, so you will know what is happening and not freak out.
I have a picture that goes with this blog but its just too graphic. Sorry.

8 comments:

ml said...

WOW. Crazy story! Once we were babysitting my Aunt's puppy and he liked to "love on" a frankenstein doll. His bee came out and wouldn't go back in for like 30 mins. I am so sorry you were so worried, I know that had to be scary!
Also, I heard about a dog that got pg THROUGH THE FENCE. Don't know if that is possible with such a small girl though!
And yes, if you come to town this week we MUST go to dinner!

grizaham said...

Well if you think you have seen the usual doggie excited part. multiple that by 4 and put a greyish veiny sack protruding at the base and you have it.. it was like he had been gutted and his entrails had fallen out.. all the while he was smiling and enjoying himself.. thats an experience i would only like to have happen once..

Millie said...

ha! Is it bad that I find this story so amusing? Seth calls it pink lipstick whenever that happens.

Amy said...

So my question is this Erik, did you have to get out the lubricant and help Ralphie put his bee away like you have had to do before?

jenn said...

"babe he might die"... I just laughed out loud! Glad dad could explain all the in's and out's to you! ;)

Linzy said...

Tell me you really didn't take a pic of it? You were joking right?

Linzy said...

That pic is still burned into my retinas.... ewwwwww

Lamoine said...

Hi Laura. I worked with Erik @ St. Vincent's. I have been reading your blog of a while now. I just couldn't keep quiet any longer after reading this story. My husband and I have a yorkie(zoey) and a daschund (Truman). Once when my yorkie was in heat, I came home from work to sleep and left them alone in the bedroom for ONE min. When I came back they were stuck together. I didn't know what to do so I paged my husband and told him this. After laughing hysterically he called to say they would separate and they did. Now I did not have the unusual bee sticking out, but I can certainl relate to your story. Hope you guys have a very Merry Christmas. Please tell Erik hello.

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