Oh, yes I am.
Yesterday, my avatar (beagle bitch called Nera) found my stash of brownies while I was at work and ate a couple. Since the brownies were quite strong (made out of skunk and an experienced pot smoker fainted after eating 1 (Nera had 2-3)), she almost died, or at least it seemed she was going to. The problem was, my mother found her and took her to the vet. I arrived to the vet's office some time later, and since mom was still there, I couldn't tell the vet exactly what happened.
I came to visit Nera an hour later and explained everything to the vet and they let her go home with me. So, after 30 hours (and night) of terrible psychosis (I have never seen anybody/or anything that stoned) she can finally walk again and she is starting to behave normally.
I consider myself a true IDIOT for letting this happen and I hope this has certainly been a very valuable lesson for the both of us (ME and Nera). Fortunately everything ended well, and now things are getting back to normal (except I decided, that from now on I am not keeping any psycho-active substynces in my flat :wink: ).
Any similar experiences?
Yesterday, my avatar (beagle bitch called Nera) found my stash of brownies while I was at work and ate a couple. Since the brownies were quite strong (made out of skunk and an experienced pot smoker fainted after eating 1 (Nera had 2-3)), she almost died, or at least it seemed she was going to. The problem was, my mother found her and took her to the vet. I arrived to the vet's office some time later, and since mom was still there, I couldn't tell the vet exactly what happened.
I came to visit Nera an hour later and explained everything to the vet and they let her go home with me. So, after 30 hours (and night) of terrible psychosis (I have never seen anybody/or anything that stoned) she can finally walk again and she is starting to behave normally.
I consider myself a true IDIOT for letting this happen and I hope this has certainly been a very valuable lesson for the both of us (ME and Nera). Fortunately everything ended well, and now things are getting back to normal (except I decided, that from now on I am not keeping any psycho-active substynces in my flat :wink: ).
Any similar experiences?
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