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Good Morning GW and all you other OFs
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happy Halloween everyone 🎃
 
Boo, my MaryJane threw up a sock yesterday. It was one of mine that I had left on the side table by the chair in our living room. We are careful not to leave things around that is unsafe for her but obviously I didn’t leave them out of her reach. I looked frantically for the matching sock and couldn’t find it anywhere. She ate and drank afterwards so I was hoping I just couldn’t find it but last night well about 2:30 in the morning, she barfed up the other one. I feel soooooo lucky that these socks came back up instead of traveling thru her system. Now I’m a helicopter dog mom watching her even closer like a hawk.
Dogs are like goats. They will eat anything.
 
Watch her , my friends dog use to eats socks and $3.800 dollars later they found 20 pairs
OMG that’s terrible. I know this can happen. She’s pretty tall now and can look at what’s on the kitchen table and counter. I’ve been doing constant checks around for things small enough to eat and putting thing more out of her reach. The socks were put on the little table beside my chair. I should have know better leaving them there…
 
Luca Brasi sleeps with the fishes .....
No me....today anyway. I made it off the water in one piece. 28f when we got on the water. Warmed up nice but the fish were out Trick or Treating. Water temp is down to 48f.....thinking I am done until March.

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Yes, I hope she doesn’t do anything like that again. So glad too that she barfed up both socks.
When I was on methadone my lab would dig my socks out of the laundry, (only mine) and eat them. Guess it was his way of getting his fix.

Must be something in your sweat that it likes or missing in its diet...

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Our old Shetland Sheepdog had a bit of anxiety after being brought home. I'd take off my shirt and drop it in the floor next to my side of the bed. The Old Hen would often pick it up and give me a dirty look. Took her a few days to notice that the new dog had been mellowed out by the shirt and was sleeping on it.
Her first one I bought her while we were still dating as teenagers. Up until a few days before he died, he'd root through the laundry hamper and pull a pair of her panties out and eat the crotch outta 'em.
 

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