Twas the night before school and all through the house,
Kids were getting ready for bed, I was ironing a blouse.
When all of a sudden there arose such a clatter,
I ran to the "getting ready for bed area" to see what was the matter.
Okay, enough of the tired poem sound-a-like thing....
David yelled, "MOM". I ran back to the bathroom and during the soaking/cleansing of his retainer, he had accidentally dropped the efferdent tablet (he soaks his retainer daily with these tablets to sanitize) on the floor. Well, before he was able to grab the tablet, Fargo decided to snatch it up and give it his own proper disposal...in his belly.
Fargo, of course, was looking a little rough-like. He was walking in circles with that submissive ears down kind of look. Chris and I were wondering if he might just blow up with all the foam production that had to be going on inside. Wouldn't that be just a wonderful sight?!?!
A few moments later......
The dog was a green foamy foam production machine. He had become a rabid-like beaner dog with foamy jowls and quite fresh breath.
No harm was done, that we know of, and he is back to his snatcheristic ways.