Henry's rawhide

THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE

It was supposed to be a Christmas present...but he spotted it when we came in the door and got so excited that we had no choice.

Pumpkin Carving

We carved pumpkins for halloween! Can you guess which one Henry "carved"?

Heating Pack Hound

What I've learned in the past week: if it's edible, it will be eaten. Even if it's not edible, it will be eaten.

I'm not sure if Henry thinks that he's not getting enough attention, or if he's not getting fed enough (not possible.) but in the past week here is a list of things my little hound has sniffed out and consumed/tried to consume:

1. A protein bar
2. 2 electrolyte tablets
3. A gatorade squeeze pack
4. Extra strength tylenol
5. 6 pack of beer
6. A heating pack

The first 3 happened when I was following Chris' ultra marathon in my car. I had a big cooler filled with his food for the race and it was me and Henry's job to make sure he got all the calories he wanted - and more. Apparently Henry missed the memo and thought the food was for him, because when I got out of the car to take pictures of Chris starting the race I came back to Henry's head in the cooler. 

I popped the unlock button on my key chain and I've never seen a dog pop his head up so fast - or look so guilty.

I was mildly concerned because the protein bar had some chocolate in it but I called my mom and researched and it wasn't nearly enough to make him sick. As far as the electrolyte and the gatorade goes - well, his tummy was making some odd noises. But he didn't show any signs of not feeling well - not even so much as a burp.

Ugh.

After the race Chris and I left Henry in the car for - literally - 15 minutes to regroup and let Chris eat some. Henry is usually really good about the car and he lays down and falls asleep. Apparently he was mad about being left and he ripped apart a 6 pack of beer and extra strength tylenol. I was really worried when I found the tylenol  packet ripped apart ( first of all - how did he even get to that!?) but after we looked we realized all of the actual tablets were there - he just ripped apart the packaging.

What an angsty teenager. We definitely dodged a bullet with that one.

Things were pretty calm the new few days and Henry didn't scoop out anything else. We keep our house pretty dog-proof and Henry has never gotten into anything he wasn't supposed to - until the heating pack.

You would think a plastic heating pack wouldn't interest a dog but this isn't just a dog, this is a Henry. While I was on the couch studying Henry somehow got to the heating pack sitting on the ledge above my bed, ripped it apart, and ate every last bit of gel and every last bead. I heard some shuffling around so I went into investigate. 

I found an extremely guilty looking Henry, surrounded by plastic and blue heating pack balls. This sent me into a HUGE panic. I immediately called the vet and she did some research for me about the company - we found out that the gel was non-toxic but he balls expand in the heat so (exact words here) "they'd have to come up."

Ugh.

Did you know that 4 tbs of hydrogen peroxide and some belly rubbing will cause your pup to promptly throw up? I do.

She suggested I bring him outside but I live in an apartment complex and I didn't want my dog spewing heating pack all over the grass - so into the bathtub Henry went. Looking as miserable and defeated as ever.

He gorged down the first tbs of hydrogen peroxide but resisted in the 3 following - I was forced to wrestle him down and pour it down his throat. 

After that he stood in the bathtub, humiliated, while I grabbed both his side and shook.

Within 5 minutes he was projectile vomiting blue. It looked like he had eaten a Smurf.

And of course he didn't put his head down and throw up in the bathtub like I had planned - he put his head up and barfed all over the floor, the side of the tub, and then finally the bottom.

Oh, Henry!

"Did I do that?"

Super sad and drinking some water after throwing up the heating pack

After about ten minutes of sulking he was fine and was back to his old self - running around like the little spaz he is and chasing me. Only he did burp more.

Oh well...he can throw up as much as he wants or needs to - as long as he's okay. I was fully prepared to rush him into the vet for surgery!

Oh, and here's his Halloween costume: Arrrrr!