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My Dog Just Ate An Entire Chicken Leg Bone and all

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Eddy
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1/11/11 8:13 PM CST
My wife informed me tonight as I was getting home from work, that our Dog had just eaten an entire chicken drumstick bone and all. The dog is a 70lb Black Lab/Springer Mix. The question is of course----HOW SERIOUS IS THIS FOR THE DOG? What should we look for? What are the chances that nothing serious will happen? We already called the Fox Valley Animal Refferal clinic, and they gave us some warning signs.

Any help would be appreciated.

Thanks Eddy

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1/22/11 10:24 PM CST
A bunch of years ago (maybe 25) I had a german shepherd female pup in Georgia. We came back from a pay catfish lake and before I caught her she had wolfed down three small channel cats whole-head first down the hatch. I suppose I should have lost a lot of sleep wondering what them cats were doing to her insides, but a day or two later there they were. Shriveled up catfish cleanly shat out the tail end of that pup.

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1/22/11 9:55 PM CST
Well, it has been 11 days since my dog ate the chicken leg and there has been absolutely no ill-effects at all, and I am pretty sure Lilly would be more than happy to try and"tempt-fate" again. (from now on it's boneless chicken breast recipes only)

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1/21/11 9:14 AM CST
Funny you bring up dead fish, last spring my dog got into some rotten bluegills and some well expired frogs on the shore of a pond. Thought for sure they would be coming back up but he passed them. Those were some of the strangest and most disgusting looking land mines I've seen!

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1/21/11 8:54 AM CST
dont take your dog to the beach when alewives(lake michigan baitfish) die off. Back when they used to wash up in numbers we accidentally took the yellow lab to the beach for a swim and some fetch and apparently a belly full of dead alewives... Dog puked in the van on the way home and then proceeded to puke outside and then in the house after we thought it was all said and done. Take rotten fish and mix it with hills science diet then add a heaping scoop of wet dog and you have a deadly combination fit to be spread in your car and house.

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1/20/11 9:41 PM CST
What wont a dog eat? Pretty sure most are garbage disposals like mine.

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1/20/11 10:46 AM CST
Lab crop damage! LOL

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1/20/11 9:58 AM CST
You should see my backyard in the Fall. The farmer plants corn behind us and my lab will go into the field, pull the stalk out completely, drag it back into the yard and eat the corn off of it. I would love to hear what the farmer thinks when he combines and sees my yard Smile

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1/20/11 8:24 AM CST
I know someone with a lab and he eats 3-4 cobs a sweet corn a day when they are in season. Our lab ate or should I say swallowed my mothers shoe insert before I could grab it. Followed her for weeks. Never did find it. I know she didn't chew it up. She don't chew on much she just inhales. When she was young she would have the girls hair ties in her piles. Was kind of funny at first. Neon green and orange and blue piles. She stopped as she got out of her puppy stages.

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1/20/11 8:03 AM CST
Cujo:

We have a wire and he did the same thing, partially frozen loaf of whole wheat bread dough. About 5-6 hours later, drunk as a sailor. Our vet was pretty freaked and concerned for the dogs life. It was not a cool experience, but funny in hindsight. He came through OK, and I bet my wife will never let the dough rise on a chair in front of the heat vent again.

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1/20/11 7:31 AM CST
fyi, when i was a kid our dog died when he ate a hole corn cob. it put holes on his intestense. make sure your dogs don't eat your sweet corn cobs when your done

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1/19/11 9:53 AM CST
OK this wasn't MY dog, but it was seriously funny Smile

We have a fox terrier by the name of Jasper. He came to us in the summer of 2001 from the fox terrier rescue program. For those of you who are unfamiliar with this type of adoption, imagine taking in a 10 year old child about whom you know nothing and committing to doing your best to be a good parent. Like a child, the dog came with his own idiosyncrasies. He will only sleep on the bed, on top of the covers, nuzzled as close to my face as he can get without actually performing a French kiss on me. Lest you think this is a bad case of 'no discipline,' I should tell you that Perry and I tried every means to break him of this habit, including locking him in a separate bedroom for several nights. The new door cost over $200. But I digress. Five weeks ago we began remodeling our house. Although the cost of the project is downright obnoxious, it was 20 years overdue AND it got me out of cooking Thanksgiving for family, extended family, and a lot of friends that I like more than family most of the time. I was assigned the task of preparing 124 of my famous yeast dinner rolls for the two Thanksgiving feasts we did attend. I am still cursing the electrician for getting the new oven hooked up so quickly. It was the only appliance in the whole darn house that worked, thus the assignment. I made the decision to cook the rolls on Wed evening to reheat Thurs am. Since the kitchen was freshly painted, you can imagine the odor. Not wanting the rolls to smell like Sherwin Williams #586, I put the rolls on baking sheets and set them in the living room to rise for a few hours. Perry and I decided to go out to eat, returning in about an hour. The rolls were ready to go in the oven. It was 8:30 PM. When I went to the living room to retrieve the pans, much to my shock, one whole pan of 12 rolls was empty. I called out to Jasper and my worst nightmare became a reality. He literally wobbled over to me. He looked like a combination of the Pillsbury dough boy and the Michelin Tire man wrapped up in fur. He groaned when he walked. I swear even his cheeks were bloated. I ran to the phone and called our vet. After a few seconds of uproarious laughter, he told me the dog would probably be okay; however, I needed to give him Pepto Bismol every 2 hours for the rest of the night. God only knows why I thought a dog would like Pepto Bismol any more than my kids did when they were sick. Suffice it to say that by the time we went to bed the dog was black, white and pink. He was so bloated we had to lift him onto the bed for the night. We arose at 7:30 and as we always do first thing, put the dog out to relieve himself. Well, the dog was as drunk as a sailor on his first leave. He was running into walls, falling flat on his butt and most of the time when he was walking, his front half was going one direction and the other half was either dragging the grass or headed 90 degrees in another direction. He couldn't lift his leg to pee, so he would just walk and pee at the same time. When he ran down the small incline in our back yard he couldn't stop himself and nearly ended up running into the fence. His pupils were dilated and he was as dizzy as a loon. I endured another few seconds of laughter from the vet (second call within 12 hours) before he explained that the yeast had fermented in his belly and that he was indeed drunk. He assured me that, not unlike most binges we humans go through, it would wear off after about 4 or 5 hours, and to keep giving him Pepto Bismol. Afraid to leave him by himself in the house, Perry and I loaded him up and took him with us to my sister's house for the first Thanksgiving meal of the day. My sister lives outside of Muskogee on a ranch, (10 to 15 minute drive). Rolls firmly secured in the trunk (124 less 12) and drunk dog leaning from the back seat onto the console of the car between Perry and I, we took off. Now I know you probably don't believe that dogs burp, but believe me when I say that after eating a tray of risen unbaked yeast rolls, DOGS WILL BURP. These burps were pure Old Charter. They would have matched or beat any smell in a drunk tank at the police station. But that's not the worst of it. Now he was beginning to fart and they smelled like baked rolls. God strike me dead if I am not telling the truth! We endured this for the entire trip to Karen's, thankful she didn't live any further away than she did. Once Jasper was firmly placed in my sister's garage with the door locked, we finally sat down to enjoy our first Thanksgiving meal of the day. The dog was the topic of conversation all morning long and everyone made trips to the garage to witness my drunken dog, each returning with a tale of Jasper's latest endeavor to walk without running into something. Of course, as the old adage goes, 'what goes in must come out' and Jasper was no exception. Granted if it had been me that had eaten 12 risen, unbaked yeast rolls, you might as well have put a concrete block up my behind, but alas a dog's digestive system is quite different from yours or mine. I discovered this was a mixed blessing when we prepared to leave Karen's house. Having discovered his 'packages' on the garage floor, we loaded him up in the car so we could hose down the floor. This was another naive decision on our part. The blast of water from the hose hit the poop on the floor and the poop on the floor withstood the blast from the hose. It was like Portland cement beginning to set up and cure. We finally tried to remove it with a shovel. I (obviously no one else was going to offer their services) had to get on my hands and knees with a coarse brush to get the remnants off of the floor. And as if this wasn't degrading enough, the darn dog in his drunken state had walked through the poop and left paw prints all over the garage floor that had to be brushed too. Well, by this time the dog was sobering up nicely so we took him home and dropped him off before we left for our second Thanksgiving dinner at Perry's sister's house. I am happy to report that as of today (Monday) the dog is back to normal both in size and temperament. He has had a bath and is no longer tricolor. None the worse for wear I presume. I am also happy to report that just this evening I found 2 risen unbaked yeast rolls hidden inside my closet door. It appears he must have come to his senses after eating 10 of them but decided hiding 2 of them for later would not be a bad idea. Now, I'm doing research on the computer as to: 'How to clean unbaked dough from the carpet.' Big Smile

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1/17/11 12:46 PM CST
After this weekend, now adding paper towel and muffin wrappers to the list. Surprisingly, I have never come home from work to find the garbage can tipped over in the kitchen, for some reason he stays out of that and I have never even had to tell him! Won't take food off the she counter or table, either.

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1/15/11 6:25 PM CST
Good to hear the Lab is ok. They are surprisingly tough. I had one 15 years ago and she was a little pistol! 1) Ate all my red tulips, then came inside and threw up red all over my white carpet. 2) New Years Eve day, got home from fishing and put the augar in the garage, she managed to get the cover off the blades and sliced her foot open. Off to the vet for stiches, spent that New Years Eve on the couch with her, she had one of those elizebethen cones on her head so she would not rip out the stiches. 3) Left her inside one day and went out to mow the lawn, came back inside and she had chewed up and ate the tv remote control, next day she pooped out the chewed up batteries! I just love those Labs, nothing better than driving out to the hunting grounds on opening day of phesant season with a Lab in the front seat! No more Labs here, just 2 cats that can be pretty obnoxious also!

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1/15/11 5:49 PM CST
I never knew dogs ate corn.......nevermind

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1/15/11 3:56 PM CST
Raw chicken or other poultry bones are fine for dogs. Its the cooked ones that are trouble. Thats why foxes and coyotes don't get sick from eating birds.

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