A Corny Story

by Houndstooth on

If you read the blog yesterday, you know that over the weekend Flattery and her mischief struck our house again.  Bunny’s little tale of woe in no way told the entire corny story of our weekend trials, however.  When you have a new dog, you’re still getting used to each other and sometimes they do things that you don’t expect.  I feel like Flattery has been here long enough by now, though, that we ought to be able to guess some of what she’s up to, but she still strikes like a ninja.

Have You Seen My Marbles? -- Tales and Tails

Have You Seen My Marbles?

The pillow that she stole was one a coworker made for me a few years ago with corn, buckwheat and lavender in it so you can heat it up in the microwave on cold winter nights to stay warm or to soothe tired muscles.  I’ve actually used it quite a bit and that’s one reason I’ve been trying to keep it safe.  Earlier this summer, Flattery took a liking to that pillow.  She’d get it and carry it to a dog bed and leave it there or lay down with it.  She never damaged it, but I was a bit worried that something unintentional could happen and so I kept putting it away in different places.  No matter where I put it, she would somehow find it again.  Her fascination with it was as strange as any of her fascinations are.  In this case, I did figure that it probably did smell a lot like me, only with the added aromas of lavender and corn, so I could sort of understand it, although I have to think that carrying it around was extra difficult for her.

When we got home Saturday night and found that she’d chewed it and eaten a part of its contents, I was a bit upset because I really enjoyed using it, but it was so small that I wasn’t worried about it having any ill effects on her cast iron stomach.  That was my first mistake.  The pillow was maybe twelve inches square, if that.  It was loose and floppy, not tightly packed inside.  There was just enough filling to hold a nice amount of heat for about half an hour.  It shouldn’t have made much difference to a dog who has eaten a whole live rabbit, a magic bean that was meant to keep my water bottle clean and had a pair of small aluminum balls inside it, several bottles of acrylic paint, and a host of other odd things that only she would take an interest in eating.

I have to tell you, I have NO idea how that corn she ate multiplied like it did.  It came out both ends of her in quantities that even an elephant couldn’t produce.  She laid around for a day and a half until her little belly had gotten rid of all the corn.  There’s no denying that she made a rather pathetic little figure.  I could almost have felt sorry for her if I weren’t so busy cleaning up the aftermath.  Of course she chose a weekend when it was so miserably hot that we couldn’t open up the house to air it out.  I alternated between feeling sorry for her, feeling sorry for myself and wanting to throttle her.  All Morgan and Bunny could do was stare at her in shock as her tummy troubles continued.  I wouldn’t wish her stomach distress on anyone.

It Wasn't Me -- Tales and Tails

It Wasn’t Me

I sincerely doubt that she will take any of the recent episode to heart and avoid anything in the future.  It’s not her way.  She lives life to the fullest, smelling, seeing and tasting everything of interest to her, and while I wish she used more caution with a few things, I really wouldn’t want to change much about her.  If anyone out there wonders if dogs digest corn, the answer is a resounding no.  Now that it’s behind us, I can just say that I hope her next adventure, or misadventure as it might be, ends better for both of us.

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2 Responses to "A Corny Story"
  1. Sue Dyer says:

    So glad Flattery didn’t need the vets. I have a couple of those wheat germ filled bags (no Lavender, as the smell makes me feel sick) and use them a lot. Hope you can get tours replaced.

    Hope you have a nice day. Sue, Polly & Honey

  2. Cindy Gingrich says:

    Oh dear! Poor Flattery! We had this happen many years ago with our borzoi Nik and ummm, Macadamia nuts. I can still see the expression on his face — I hope they tasted good on the way in …..

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