My 11-year-old Catahoula got into my "dog proof" (ha, ha) kitchen trash can.
It happened last night while sons and I were at dinner. The puppy was in her kennel, thank god. Besides the huge mess all over the kitchen, living room, couch, she wolfed-down loads of the stuff that was in the trash. I had emptied out my pantry earlier yesterday, so I know she ate two boxes of stale cereal (Kashi, wheatie things). What I couldn't figure out was why she was so incredibly thirsty all night, then I remembered: I also threw out a bag of brick-hard brown sugar and there was no trace of it when I cleaned up. Poor thing.
Needless to say, long night. I thought she was bloating but thankfully she started vomiting, and vomiting, and vomiting. She doesn't appear to be obstructed because she has pooped a couple of times today (sorry if TMI). I have spent all day, so far, shampooing the carpet and mopping.
Moral of the story: There is no such thing as a "dog proof" kitchen trash can against a clever Catahoula.
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But I have to wait until one of my sons can help me post it. I will add it ASAP. She is, indeed, quite the doggo. She is my second congenitally deaf rescue and sharp as a tack. She is also the sweetest dog I've ever lived with. She was diagnosed with Addison's when she was three-years-old and has to have both daily and monthly meds,, although she is doing great. Getting the puppy has given her new life and they love each other to the moon and back.
They look like hounds but were actually bred to herd. Now they are your basic utility dog in the deep south. They are the state dog of Louisiana.
Give Finn a scritch behind the ears for me and good luck with the BIL, LOL.
