OMG what an experience.
Okay I am going to be my annoying vet-tech self and give "the warning" about this story. While its funny and very gross things could have goon very wrong. Fraisier is very lucky that he could pass the drier sheet. Had the drier sheet bunched up in the stomach or the intenstines you would had been looking at surger. You would be amazed what we pull out of dogs sometimes and things smaller then a drier sheet.
The lesson here is to make sure you really go in every room your dog can get into and puppy-proof it. Its amazing what dogs will chew on and eat and, of course, there is no way to totally puppy proof the house, but this just goes to show how easy it is for a chi to get into something that could had potentially harmed it.
I am sure you keep the rooms safe for Fraisier but now you know he will eat an intire drier sheet. It can be very harmful so I would really try to make sure there are no drier sheets in Fraisiers. (though I am sure you are way ahead of me and have done this :wink: )
Again, since I actually see what dogs and cats have to go through when they swallow forign objects I find myself really trying to help inform people so they dont have to go through all the stress and heartache. Like i said, I have to be annoying and mention the obvious :wink: 8)
Glad to hear that Fraisier is okay! Is your hubby over the shock yet? :shock:
The dryer sheets are simply gone. I threw them out. It's impossible to be sure he won't get another one so I tossed them. I'm using the liquid softener stuff in the washer now. And, yes I realize things could have gone very wrong. The sheet seemed so huge compared to his size. I'm just so grateful that it passed through without twisting or blocking or even cutting anything inside him - dryer sheets are not soft like toilet paper or papertowels.
It's amazing that it's so hard and scary to have to out think a puppy. I had no idea he could get the sheet he got. So, I find myself looking around thinking, "Would he eat that, or that, etc.."
I had a dog named Doodle for 13 years. Until she was about 6, she'd eat anything that wasn't nailed down. She literally ate the walls when she was little. (She was a wild terrier). I thought Doodle had trained me well enough that a tiny little chi would be no problem. Then, along came a dryer sheet. sighhh
And don't worry - your lecture was stated politely and professionally enough not to offend.
Hubby seems to have recovered too, except he keeps checking Frasier's butt before cuddling up with him.