Why did I do it? What was I thinking?
Mom brought in the new 40-pound bag of my favorite food and set it on the floor. I stared at it, walked away, came back, then decided to go for it. I chewed the bottom of the bag like a very hungry caterpillar, until BOOM — I broke through and the delicious scent of fish-n-chips kibbles wafted to my nose. Once I started eating, I couldn’t stop.
Soon, my belly was so full I was having trouble breathing and my heart was racing. And then I collapsed!
Too bad there was no siren on our car as we rushed to Cascade Park, because my mom drove like she was in the movies. The X-rays showed my stomach was so packed with kibble that I was going into shock — who knew that could happen? They called it “gastric dilatation without torsion.” Just the term is terrifying! The X-rays showed I didn’t need surgery, but I did have to stay in the hospital all day on IV fluids and under close observation by those nice doctors and nurses who work there.
Now my mantra is, “Walk away, walk away!”