not for those queasy tummies out there.

our almost 10 month old puppy had quite the separation anxiety attack the other day.
[weims are known for this...]
last saturday i went out to run a couple errands for literally an hour and a half. so, as normal, i put wrangler in his crate which he usually loves and does just fine in.
well, not that day. he did NOT want mommy to leave.
i come home, and i notice that one of his blankets was brutally mangled. every once in a while, a piece of fabric comes out in his poop [tmi?? haha] no big deal. and honestly, i didn't know how long the blanket has been like that. has he worked on this mangled blanket for a few days? or did he eat it ALL within this last hour and a half..?

fast forward 3 hours.
he pukes up his dinner.
whaaaat?! 
next morning, pukes his breakfast.
crap.
he wasn't interested in dinner that night.
hmm.. is that blanket the problem? [obviously the answer was a big fatty YES!]
again, the next day [going on day 3] he didn't eat at all.
a fresh batch of pregnancy hormones kicked in and i start SOBBING because i feel like i'm starving my babyboy. this breaks charlie's heart and so he finally calls the vet. they told us to bring him in right away.
uh oh.
we know what this probably means.
definitely an x-ray and possibly surgery.
nooooo!
x-ray showed a giant ball of fabric stuck in his tummy.
the only solution is emergency surgery.
:(
2 hours and 17 stitches later.
the culprit:

i know. SO gross.
[don't worry, i did NOT keep this. only had it in my hands long enough to snap a quick picture.]
turns out, the blanket was trying to slowly make it's way into the intestines. THANK GOODNESS we brought him in when we did, because if we brought him in the next day, it could have weaved it's way further into the intestines even more and the surgery would have been more risky and he could have possibly died. :(
the surgeon was shocked at the amount he gobbled down.

ohhh, wrangler.
for now, we're cuddling our sicky boy more than ever, giving him his pain medicines & antibiotics and trying to figure out how to deal with his separation anxiety.
but i can tell ya- no more blankets in his crate when we're gone! sorry, dude.

to make up for the gross picture earlier..a recovering sleepy puppy. :)