TaraLynn
Jan 11, 2009, 04:34 PM
*Sigh*
...Mommy and Daddy went for a snowboarding trip yesterday, and I knew we'd be gone for...well, ALL day, and I wasn't just going to leave Caliber in his crate, so I had asked my sister to watch him for me. He loves going there, her Golden Retriever and him get along great...he gets the Golden hoping and running around like he's a puppy again, and he's 11!! Anyways...we went to go pick him up lastnight, and everything was fine - until I woke up this morning.
Puke......EVERYWHERE! In his crate, the floor mat, our BED! Ooooh myyy...
So I asked my Sister - what happened, did he get into anything, garbage, did anyone feed him table scraps, did you catch him in the kitty litter....??
Low and behold.........my brother-in-law caught him casually helping himself to "his fair share" of kitty crunchies he loves oh so much. Evidently he felt MUCH better once he woke up with me, because he bounced around for his breakfast without hesitation.
So...Mommy had to make the good ol' chicken and white rice for lunch just to be sure everything was ok, because there isn't a vet's office around that was open to get him checked out. Besides, all the vets around here are rude and inconsiderate...I like my vet. So of course, because I had to run out and get all the goods to make his lunch, I decided to make a weeks worth of breakfast for him, since he seemed to gobble down the chicken and rice, and looked to me for more. Sorry buddy, that's enough or today! :lol:
I also picked up some whole(not split) chicken wings for his dinner...I thought I'd try the raw chicken wing thing...see how he does with that. But boy-oh-boy...he looooves them kitty crunchies! :rolleyes2:
...Mommy and Daddy went for a snowboarding trip yesterday, and I knew we'd be gone for...well, ALL day, and I wasn't just going to leave Caliber in his crate, so I had asked my sister to watch him for me. He loves going there, her Golden Retriever and him get along great...he gets the Golden hoping and running around like he's a puppy again, and he's 11!! Anyways...we went to go pick him up lastnight, and everything was fine - until I woke up this morning.
Puke......EVERYWHERE! In his crate, the floor mat, our BED! Ooooh myyy...
So I asked my Sister - what happened, did he get into anything, garbage, did anyone feed him table scraps, did you catch him in the kitty litter....??
Low and behold.........my brother-in-law caught him casually helping himself to "his fair share" of kitty crunchies he loves oh so much. Evidently he felt MUCH better once he woke up with me, because he bounced around for his breakfast without hesitation.
So...Mommy had to make the good ol' chicken and white rice for lunch just to be sure everything was ok, because there isn't a vet's office around that was open to get him checked out. Besides, all the vets around here are rude and inconsiderate...I like my vet. So of course, because I had to run out and get all the goods to make his lunch, I decided to make a weeks worth of breakfast for him, since he seemed to gobble down the chicken and rice, and looked to me for more. Sorry buddy, that's enough or today! :lol:
I also picked up some whole(not split) chicken wings for his dinner...I thought I'd try the raw chicken wing thing...see how he does with that. But boy-oh-boy...he looooves them kitty crunchies! :rolleyes2: