23 Dec A Not So Merry Christmas I Gastrointestinal Balance
A Not So Merry Christmas
(Your Pet and Gastrointestinal Issues | Christmas )
A Sherlock Bones Story
Mistakes, I’ve Made a Few
OK, so let me explain, frens. If you’d have told me that I’d end Christmas at the most awful place there is, then I wouldn’t have believed you (Kitty Poppins might have). But here I am, on a cold table with a heckin’ needle in my leg, feeling a little woozy and a little snoozy. I miss my humans, but I can sense they’re close. That mean ol’ vet-i-whatsits just came in and poked me and prodded me, didn’t give me any treats or pats…OK, he gave me a few pats, but I deserve some heckin’ treats for what I’ve been through!
Well…I guess they must think that I’ve been all treated out, given all the yummy things I ate earlier today. And I know that I probably shouldn’t have done it, but they were just out there! Free for the heckin’ taking! It was like the two-leggers wanted me to eat all that Christmas food!
It looks like my humans are coming now, so I suppose it’s time to tell you the whole story from the beginning…
A Big Ruh-Roh
It all started Christmas morning. We were all up bright and early and I worked up an appetite during my romp in the snow! We got back and I got my usual crunchies, plus some extra snackos for shaking my paw and lying down and all that stuff that only good boys do. I hunkered down and had just started to snooze when I started to smell it: the ham first, glazed with something sweet. Then I started smelling the potatoes and garlic, and next came the bread and the roasted veggies. I even smelled cookies and a pie!
By the time I made it into the kitchen even Kitty Poppins and Mini-Kitty were hanging around hoping for scraps.
“Oh heck, does that smell good.” I said.
“It does appear that they’ve outdone themselves this year.” Replied Kitty Poppins, sniffing the air with her little pink nose.
“I bet they’ll have some whipped cream with those pies.” Said Mini-Kitty, weaving between our humans’ feet.
It smelled so borkin’ good, frens, I could hardly stand it!
Well, I didn’t have to stand it much longer. I heard the doorbell ring and suddenly there was a flurry of commotion. Something bad must have happened because the two-leggers were rushing to put on their coats as they were scurrying around the kitchen. The ham came out of the oven and went on top of the stove; the pies were hidden on top of the fridge; the veggies and potatoes and bread were forgotten on the counter. Before I could say “bork,” the house was empty except for me, the cattos, and those delicious plates of food.
This was our moment. The ham was on the floor in moments. The cats were pawing at the pies on top of the fridge, and those buttery, garlicky potatoes and vegetables were as good as gone too. I can’t remember the rest — it’s all a delicious blur. But when I came to, I didn’t feel so great. I couldn’t get up off the floor and the cattos were conked out on the couch, their whiskers covered with bits of pie.
By the time the humans came home, we were all whining and meowing, our tums all puffed out and the kitchen a mess. Getting us all in the car was…exciting. But that’s how I ended up here, on this cold, hard bed at the vet’s. I can hear Kitty Poppins yowling in another room. My humans are here now and it looks like I’m going home. They look very pupset, but oh, that Christmas ham tasted so heckin’ good…
Lesson Learned (Maybe)
Well, it’s been a few days, and everything is back to normal. The humans cleaned up the mess and got someone else to make them food and bring it to our house. They seemed sad about all their food at first, but we watched glowy picture things in the funny box by the couch, and there was still some pie left without paw prints and whisker marks. It wasn’t the merriest of Christmases, but it was still merry nonetheless.
We’ve been eating rice and chicken and some stuff the vet gave us that makes our tums feel OK. I’m feeling a whole heck of a lot better now — I even played some fetch in the park today! Kitty Poppins and Mini-Kitty have started playing again too.
I’ll tell you this, frens: I don’t ever want to heckin’ do that again, but when I see scrumptious food just sitting there, waiting to be eaten, I can’t help myself! I’m a doggo, and doggo’s gotta eat! Let’s just hope that next time the two-leggers make a roast that they’re smart enough to put it out of my nose’s reach…
Your Pets and Gastrointestinal Health During the Holidays:
- The rich foods that we make for holiday gatherings are a great way to celebrate, but it’s important to remember that our animals do not process food the same way that we . Too many food scraps, or just one of that wrong kind, could mean a quick trip to the vet and a big interruption in your holiday plans!
- Leaving your pets unattended with a meal like the one that Sherlock Bones and his cat sisters devoured could be a recipe for disaster, so if you need to leave in a hurry, make sure that all the food is put away far from keen noses and curious paws.
- If your pets do manage to get into your Christmas delicacies to the extent that Sherlock Bones did in this article, get them to the vet right away so that they can be treated immediately. Then when they’re on the mend, you might consider some supplements to help keep their stomachs settled, in addition to a bland diet of easily digestible food.
- Aptopbalance Powder can be used as a support when your pet has an upset stomach, or as a preventative measure during food changes and stressful situations. It contains Enterococcus faecium, a lactic acid bacterium normally found in the intestines of healthy dogs and cats and is an easy-to-use powder that can be mixed with food or water.
- Nutrisal helps to restore electrolyte balance and maintain fluid balance, either after a gastrointestinal disturbance, or when your pet is overheated. This water-soluble powder is a combination of electrolytes and glucose, and can either be mixed with water, or given directly by mouth in small doses.