Mistral is a known eater of pretty much anything he can get down his throat (hell some things he can't but god knows he trys), socks are his absolute favourite.
And it's not just anyones socks, only mine.
So we have made extra sure that any socks are out of his reach. Well apparently i wasn't carefull enough. One of my knee high socks went missing the other day. I had put them up out of the way and assumed that I had misplaced one somewhere.
I wish I had been right
Thursday night Mistral was ill. By Friday morning he was screaming in pain.
Off to the vet first thing in the morning and he was in surgery that afternoon. A blackage was found in his stomach, stuck in the passage to his bowel.
*sigh*
That bloody sock.
Cost me $3.50 brand new and ended up costing me $1,100 used and gross......
He is now crated and feeling very sorry for himself with a scar down his stomach that matches the one I have (poor bastard).
Frigging socks
S.
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