The Great Chicken Wing Disaster

Ice Cream, Igloo, Iguana, and Indian Trace Animal Hospital - all things that start with I!  No, I'm not Dr. Seuss, but I do know a bunch of great doctors and staff that work at Indian Trace Animal Hospital.  They have proven their skills and abilities time and time again, and I wanted to take this opportunity to thank them for all that they do for my family and I.

My humans love dogs.  LOVE.  DOGS.  In fact, my human brother thinks that he is a dog.  He drinks out of my water bowl.  Believe me now?  Before I joined the pack, my humans had a Jack Russell Terrier (aptly named Jack) and a Boston Terrier named Emma.  I only had the chance to know Jack for a short time before he passed, and I only know Emma from the stories that my humans tell.  This true story centers on Emma, and Dr. Longo and the wonderful vets and staff at Indian Trace Animal Hospital.

Emma was a loving and affectionate Boston Terrier, and her personality was akin to Garfield the cat:  eat, sleep, repeat.  She had to sleep at the head of the bed right between her humans, and believe it or not, she was the leader of the pack (how she conquered Jack, the world may never know - but most suspect it was her fierce butt-bump).  Emma was also a mischievous little dog.

One day, Emma's humans left the house to run some errands.  Because they had no reason to doubt Emma and the gang, the humans left Emma, Jack, and their little sister Mimi free to roam the house.  This was usually never a problem, but that day was different.  That was the day that Emma and the gang decided to knock over the kitchen garbage can.  Since Emma was the pack leader, she made Jack and Mimi do the dirty work while she ate the reward contents of the garbage can.  Unfortunately for Emma and her humans, there were some pretty nasty things in that garbage can, but chicken wings and balloons were the most concerning.

That night, Emma's humans noticed that Emma did not want to eat her dinner.  This was very strange for Emma; she simply never missed a meal.  The humans thought that maybe she was full from her garbage binge.  Emma was full alright, but not in a good way:  Emma had chicken bones and balloons inside of her.  When Emma's stomach became humongous and she refused to drink, her humans knew it was time to see Dr. Longo.

Dr. Longo listened to the humans' story and took one look at Emma and diagnosed her on the spot.  Some follow up tests confirmed his fears:  the chicken bones and balloons were stuck!  Thanks to some quick action on the part of Dr. Longo, surgery was performed (and it was quite nauseating, or so I am told) and Emma's life was saved.  The post-surgical care that the vets and staff at Indian Trace Animal Hospital was amazing.  Thanks to Dr. Longo's quick thinking and the entire Hospital's care and compassion, Emma the Boston Terrier survived the Great Chicken Wing Disaster.  Though Emma has since passed, this is a story that makes her humans smile when they are missing her; and it is thanks to Dr. Longo and Indian Trace Animal Hospital that this story had a happy ending.

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