Thursday, September 30, 2010

Poor Dog, Dumb Dog

My dog almost died a few days ago.
He wasn't in an accident nor did he acquire some weird disease.
This is Scooby normally. Happy. Fun. Energetic.
Scooby got up on our dinner table when we were at
church and ate half a chocolate cake.
The next 24 hours were messy and painful.
Here is a picture of Scooby during that time.
He looks as miserable as he felt. Notice the bloated stomach?
I went between the sentiments
of "Poor Dog" to "Dumb Dog" back and forth.

Of course, part of me felt compassion for the puggle.
I've felt like this. :0)  Haven't you?


Jan Parrish said...

Wow. He blew up like a puffer fish too. Poor Scooby.

If you weren't such a good cook, he wouldn't be as tempted. I'm just saying...

Robbie Iobst said...

Jan, do you feel closer to my dog because of your sorta shared experience? :0) So glad you're feeling better.

Bonnie Doran said...

I'm so glad Scooby - and you too, Jan - are doing better.