It was Saturday night and I was getting ready to hit the town with my friends. My chocolate lab, who suffers from pretty severe separation anxiety, was pacing around my apartment nervously. I tried all of the methods my vet had recommended for calming her down, but nothing could distract her from the fact that I was about to leave for several hours and I wouldn’t be home to tuck her into bed that night.
I was running late, so I left my apartment in a less than desirable state (as in, you couldn’t see the floor). After about an hour, I received a frantic phone call from my roommate. I rushed home to find my chocolate lab falling all over the living room, as if she had just pounded back 10 shots of Patron. On the floor next to her was an empty bottle of Advil (and I’m talking the CostCo bulk size bottle). My roommate and I carried my dog all the way to my car and headed straight for the vet.
Luckily, my dog’s vet was within walking distance. Unluckily, I live in Los Angeles, so driving one mile in traffic can take twenty minutes! Sure enough, we got stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic. My roommate didn’t miss a beat. In high heels and a skin tight dress, she single handedly lifted my 80-pound dog out of my car and took off across a four lane road at a dead sprint, stopping traffic with her (sort of) free hand.
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Several thousand dollars, a few stomach pumps and an overnight stay later, my dog was just fine. To this day, I believe my roommate saved her (and my) life. So what’s the lesson here, kids? Never leave medicine out in your home and please please please see our article about “doggy proofing” your home.
Also, find roommates who are both loving and physically strong, just in case!