So i go out this arvo to get some timber from bunnings.......sun is shinning....all is good in life.
Get home to find......tap running, water everywhere..grrrr
Then i see the wifes decided to change my daughters room around is breaking up her old 'Dora the explorer' bed that could have been sold or given away to someone.... huh....... Grrrr again !!!
THEN I LOOK AT MOJO AND HE'S CHOKING ON A BONE !!!
So i grab him....he's freaking out at this stage and i'm not much better.......stick my hand down his throat and i can feel it way back.....but i cant hold it to pull it out.......Then....CHOMP !! right on my hand........the pain hadnt set in yet so i went in again while having to try and hold him and believe me he's bloody strong. I can only just touch it and with all his fighting me all i achieve is to actually push it back. But luckily it's gone right down and he's stopped choking. Phew...
He's scared of me at this stage and the pain in my hand is settling in just nicely....bit of blood and some nice bruising....great.
I watch him like a hawk for the next 20 minutes. He seemed fine....but did throw up a heap of saliva.
I got the hose out to wash it away and he's back to his usuall mad dog self chasing the hose everywhere.......thats gotta be a good thing.
So within 2 minutes of been home i had to deal with all this crap............i wasnt impressed one bit. The wife might start talking to me later....i let her know how impressed i was.
...oh well, at least my dog is alive. Might have been a diffrent story if i was home a few minutes later.
All bones bar the real big marrow or similar bones are now banned at our house....and only i feed him......no one else. Scared the crap out of me and the dog !!
The hand is killing me now....should be fun at work tomorrow.
Could have been worse i guess.