Each year, we pack up the girls and drive down to hubby's parent's house to celebrate Christmas. We usually stop at my parents on the way to attend mass and celebrate Christmas Eve with them. Being that it was Miss Mia's first Christmas with us, she was spoiled rotten and loved on by each and every family member.
Hubby's parents live on about 3 acres in the country off of a small county road. My girls are very good off lead, great on command, and they have always stayed right with us whenever we are out in the yard with them. My father-in-law has taken one of them out with him on occasion when he takes the trash out to the burn barrel to burn it. As usual, he made one such trip out to the burn barrel and took Nedra out with him. Nedra happily obliged at the opportunity to go out and romp in the yard. Hubby, mother-in-law, sister-in-law and I stayed in the house and watched TV, when the door opened and closed and Nedra trotted in and laid down in front of me. My FIL came in after her and told us that she had gotten into some pork fat that they had thrown out for the animals earlier that week, and that she had probably gotten two good handfuls down before he had the chance to stop her. At first we thought he was joking, and questioned him on it repeatedly, but as we realized that he was serious, the panic started to set in.
With all of Nedra's digestive issues, and knowing that her pancreas isn't in the best of shape, I decided that I should induce vomiting and made the call to a very good friend at 8AM on Christmas Day ( :bighug: ) to ask how to do it. So, out we go, onto the deck, in 34 degree rainy weather with the bottle of peroxide and a turkey baster.
Poor Miss Nedra was not giving up the goods. We had to put about a half of a bottle of peroxide down her before it finally came up, but it all came up. Poor thing was cold and shivering, upset with us for feeding her the stuff that made her feel so icky, and lonely while we sat in the house watching her and waiting for it to come up. Even though it was pretty awful for her, I'm glad that we did it, as the bits of fat, gristle, and even a few old bones were very apparent in what had come up.
We fasted her for the rest of the day, as hubby had forgotten to pack her digestive enzymes
All in all, it was interesting, but made me all the more thankful for family and wonderful boxer friends who are there for me when I need them.