Showing posts with label vomit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vomit. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Waking Up to Strange Noises

With Luna's track record lately, she's been getting into a lot of trouble in the middle of the night when Drew and I are sleeping. So when I woke up this morning at 4:30 to weird noises, I knew it had to have been Luna.

On Saturday, at the Ice Cream Social, I bought a knuckle bone from Pet Food Express. Luna has been in love with it! Chewing off the outside layer that looks like it was marinated in something disgusting. Drew can't stand the smell of it (not going to lie, it smells pretty awful).


Now that it's been a couple days, Luna has passed the outer layer and has been chewing off pieces of this knuckle bone. I'm not sure if that's normal and that its just a softer bone so it's easier to actually destroy, but she's definitely been doing it.

Here's a picture of what the bone looks like right now:



Over the past couple days, Luna has been pretty constipated, but still passing things. (Warning this may get slightly gross and graphic—skip to the next paragraph if you don't want to read about her poop). When she did poop, it was a weird color and texture. it almost looked like poop that had been sitting there for a couple weeks: dry and really really light in color (almost white). But this wasn't every time she pooped, maybe once a day it looked like that. And I wasn't too concerned because at least she is passing things, she's not clogged somewhere.

After speculating, I came to the conclusion that her knuckle bone that she had been eating was not digesting, and that's what I was seeing in her stool. (Yes, a good dog mom pays close attention to her pup's stool).

So this morning, in the wee hours of the day, I heard strange noises. I've heard these noises before. The sound of Luna's diaphragm convulsing. Not a good sound to hear. I try to figure out where she is and get her onto the tile ASAP! But by then, it was too late. She vomitted under the bed. I woke up Drew so he could keep her back from eating the throw up, but Luna wasn't moving. I think she probably thought she would get in trouble (which she would not be). I got the supplies and picked everything up and cleaned up. I did more speculating, and to cut out some details, I knew it had to do with that knuckle bone.

I think we are going to throw that thing away. Gross.