I decided to surprise Jrock and take him out for a “date night” to the Kelowna Rockets Hockey game. (I got free box tickets through work.) J really enjoyed the hockey game – it’s not my thing… but the atmosphere was good and it was fun to get out and do something different.
When we got home, we were surprised that the dogs didn’t want their bedtime snack…
Turns out, they had got into a box of brandy beans and eaten the whole thing. It was funny at first, because Hamish was quite obviously drunk and his little tummy was all round. But we started to get worried as soon as we realied how much brandy actually was in those chocolates. (Possibilities included cardiac arrest, his lungs going, seisures, etc.) So the two of us had to wake up every hour last night to check on Hamish – and he was vomitting up pools of brandy and chocolate all night. NICE.
Not exactly how we anticipated the date night would go! Today we are tired and J is going to bed at 6:30pm. (And he didn’t get up half the times I did last night.)
O, the things you do for love.
so sad, but soooooo funny!!
Sounds totally like something our pets would do!
OY, the pet barf-o-rama. I know it well.
I am just glad to hear there were no ill effects — well, other than the obvious — and that they are recovering from their drunken binge.
I wonder what the doggie version of “I am NEVER. DRINKING. AGAIN!” is like…?