Happy Monday! Sorry I missed you on our usual day, but I was still a little traumatized by my brush with the devil. More on that in a minute.
Since I was here last time, two things have happened. One thing was nice, one was not. The nice thing was a bath. It was warm, full of bubbles and ended with a cookie and a pink towel. I had to share the tub with Pug, but it was still soooo relaxing!
The other thing was not relaxing. It looked like this:
I'm sorry for being gross! I'm only telling you this grossness so it doesn't happen to you. It's what happens when you eat a foxtail and it gets stuck on the way down.
If you don't know what a foxtail is, it's an evil plant that wants to kill you. I don't know why foxtails are such haters, but they are NOT nice. On the outside they look like any other planty thing. But on the inside they are the devil:
Getting a devil plant stuck in your throat is NOT a good time. It was hard to breathe and I puked up my breakfast. Walking with the devil is hard because walking makes you breathe more and breathing with the devil in your throat hurts.
Lucky for me, a nice ranger lady drove us back to Mazda so I didn't have to walk very far. I assumed our next stop would be the vet's, but on the way there we took a strange detour. To the House of Bagels.
I know. I thought the same thing. Especially since my human isn't allowed to eat gluten anymore and that's all a bagel is. At first I thought maybe she just had to pee because that happens a lot, but then she came out with a bag. It was all very confusing.
HUMAN: bagel time!
ME: but I thought gluten was evil?
PUG: dude, icksnay on the evilnay!
HUMAN: it is, but sometimes you have to fight evil with evil.
PUG: no idea what that means, but do I get to eat evil too?
What happened next was practically a miracle. After three bites of bagel, the devil plant was out of my throat. Gone. I could breathe and drink and eat more bagel without anything hurting. Best of all, no trip to the vet!
My human says we were just lucky and bagels aren't a miracle cure for anything, but she's just grumpy. I know the truth. Now you do too.
Love & Bagels,