Poor Cooper

 



At Arlington Park this morning I watched Buddy the laid back Greyhound as he walked with what seemed to be a piece of thick string in his jaws.  Buddy's owner removed it and threw it to the ground.

I was a distance away when I saw Cooper chomp the string down.  I couldn't stop him.

I told Buddy's owner that Cooper had eaten the string.  "Oh no" he said "that was the intestine of an eviscerated animal"  

That being the case I wondered why he had not thrown it into a bin,

I knew what might happen.  

It did. 

Early this afternoon dear Cooper threw up twice  (indoors). I found traces of the intestine in his vomit. Poor boy.

A bit later in the day I gave Cooper his usual early evening Kibble. It seems to be settling.

He is a treasure!

 




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