There's a first time for everything...

Yesterday we got home from work and Andrew was being the awesome husband that he is and cooking me dinner.  I took the dogs out and then gave them their carrots.  Yes, my dogs LOVE baby carrots and we give them to them after they go outside.  If we forget, Macy sits in the kitchen and just waits until we realize that we have forgotten to give her her precious treat and finally give her one.  Shes not spoiled at all!

Well...yesterday, after I gave all three dogs carrots, I was sitting at the table.  Jaxon comes over to me and looks at me with this look in his eyes like he is scared out of his mind.  His pupils were huge and he was shaking a little and seemed like he was having a hard time standing up.  I immediately picked him up and realized something was WRONG.  Jaxon is the happiest little dog ever and he was acting really weird.  I gave him to Andrew, but he still had this horribly terrified look on his face.  This poor little dog was soooo scared.  We realized he couldn't breathe or wasn't moving much air at all.  Andrew tried to do the heimlich a few times, then I did it three times and also did the "back thrust" that they teach us in Pediatric Advanced Life  Support (PALS).  Never thought I would use that on my dog, that's for sure, but I just knew he must have choked on that carrot or something.  It never "dislodged" or came up though.  I then handed him to andrew, got my keys and was about to take him to the Animal Emergency Center down the street, when he finally started to come around.  And I would be lying if I didn't tell you that I got my pediatric stethoscope out and listened to his heart and lungs to make sure he had good air movement.  It seemed like forever to get him to come around, but it was probably only a matter of 5 minutes or so.  He eventually started to wag his tail and act like his happy self.  The terrified look in his eyes went away and he went back to being our happy little black dog.  And I may or may not have woken up a few times in the middle of the night to make sure he was still breathing...I'd also be lying if I didn't tell you that I plan on keeping a close eye on him to make sure he doesn't get aspiration pneumonia...oh the joys of knowing more than I should... 

Needless to say, there is a first time for everything!  Thank you God that our dog is doing fine now and seems to act like nothing ever happened.  And I know many of you may think I am crazy, and that's ok, but I just love our little family so much and those dogs mean the world to us.  And yes I know, or so I have been told, our little world is about to change, and I welcome it with wide open arms :)