Well today's realization came in the form of my dog. Dogs aren't bright. Everyone I have talked to about my dog has similar dog stories, so I've deemed this not dork. I got up this morning as usual and went downstairs to let Anabelle the beagle out. I noticed that there was this pink lump of stuff on her bed. I thought that this was a corn starch bone we gave her last night. I gave her some food and then I notice a general bad smell in the air. It was the smell of puke. So I go and investigate the pink lump and realize that it is the corn starch bone, except its in the tiny pieces. I assume that the bone just didn't agree with her during the night so no problem. I proceed to take her outside and she does her duties. We come inside and I get my breakfast. Just as I'm sitting down I start hearing the sound of a dog getting sick. I look up and see Anabelle by the door displaying her breakfast on the floor. My first reaction is to yell and I get the sad unhappy puppy eyes from Anabelle. I immediately feel bad for yelling. I shoo the dog to the kitchen and put up the baby gate so I can get the mess cleaned up in the living room. I get it cleaned up and start thinking that this must be a larger issue with Anabelle. Just as I finished cleaning the living room I hear her in the kitchen expelling what is left in her tummy which is just water. I'm a little worried but not too bad since I figured it must be the bone we gave her last night. My wife stayed at home a little later to make sure that the dog is fine.
I come home everyday for lunch since I work close to home. When I arrive home I let the dog out of her kennel and notice the bed she was laying in had a corner of it pulled up. This usually means that she has either peed, pooped, or puked and was trying to cover it up. I think to myself, "There can't be anything there, she hurled everything up this morining." I move the pillow and look into her bed to see a black piece of fabric laying there. I continue to look at it trying to figure out what it is. I get some paper towels to pick up the mess and I realize that it is a black sock. My wife has very thin black socks and this is what Anabelle ate. I have no idea when she ate it but all I can figure is that is must have been the previous night since she's been hurling ever since. I got the mess cleaned up and gave her a little food. For the 20 minutes I was home she kept the food down.
I came home from work half expecting the worse. If she had puked it means that there is a larger issue and she needs to get to the vet quickly. I open Anabelle's kennel and out comes the beagle jumping and prancing. I know this is a good sign. I give her some more food and it's gone in a matter of minutes. Anabelle has been running around and prancing for most the night. All is well with her tummy. That's a good thing.
Having a stupid dog that eats everything is a non dork event.
