A Needle in a haystack or Glory?

Each year it is tradition that my sister-in-law Lynn and I (whoever else wants to tag along also) go shopping on Black Friday. Last year we pulled a all nighter since the stores were opening at midnight. This year some stores were opening at 9:00 pm so we decided to do some sale shopping Turkey day night. I looked at the flyers and saw that Shopko had some good sales on blankets, heated mattress pad, heated blankets so that was the place I wanted to be. We went to Shopko and I managed to get all the stuff I wanted, stood in line 48 mins to check out but it didn’t matter as this was tradition and I was getting my blankets on sale. I buy blankets to put over my couch so it keeps the couches somewhat clean from all the dogs that lay on the couch. This year I brought brown micro plush blankets. Friday I put the blankets on the couch and of course Gambler chewed up the packaging which didn’t matter it goes in the garbage anyways. John burnt the garbage and then Saturday morning I noticed 2 holes in one of the blanket. I didn’t know if it came that way or if the dogs toe nails put the holes in it. Nontheless I had to sew up the holes since I couldn’t return the blanket. I kept the blanket on the couch, grabbed my needle and thread started sewing up the hole while Glory laid on the couch and watched. I was done, tied my knot and needed to cut the needle off the thread but realized my scissors was on the coffee table on the other side of Glory. I got up went around Glory and grabbed the scissors came back and the needle was gone! Where was that needle? Only obvious answer was that Glory did something to it as she was laying right there and the needle was missing with frayed thread left behind. I searched and searched and searched some more. I was beside myself as I was thinking the worse and that Glory had swallowed it. I did more searching, tore everything apart and no needle. It was like trying to find a needle in a haystack! Glory was watching me and showed no sign that she had eaten it. I would ask her “where is the needle?” and she wasn’t answering.  I spent the whole weekend looking for that needle and watching Glory for any signs of a problem.

Monday I took Glory to work with me so I could xray her as the needle is metallic and show up in her like lights on a Christmas tree. I started with a neck and chest xray.

Neck and Chest.

No Needle in here, phew! Then it was time to xray the abdomen.

Abdomen.

No needle in here, phew! Just a stomach full of food waiting to make big poopies.

I then could sigh a sign of relief, I didn’t need to take Glory to surgery to get the needle out of her. But where o where is that darn needle? I still have no idea where the needle is but am SO thankful that it isn’t in Glory. My Turkey day sale wasn’t so much of a sale as that darn blanket cost me 2 xray’s and a weekend of worry that my baby girl needed surgery. I was very thankful that she is ok.

One day I will be cursing when I either sit on the needle or step on it but it will be a good curse as I will then know where that darn thing is.

I didn’t find the needle in the haystack yet!

6 Replies to “A Needle in a haystack or Glory?”

  1. 2browndawgs

    Couldn’t you just kill those doggies sometimes? I can’t believe the needle vanished (with frayed thread :)) in the time it took you to get the scissors.

    Years ago out golden ate Christmas ornaments. Glass ornaments and I could not find the hooks. Off to ER vet. There was glass in his stomach but thankfully no hooks. He passed the glass thank goodness.

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  2. Misty Shores Chesapeakes

    Oh my goodness, I have a similar story about Riva. When she was about a year or so old I was doing some sewing and had my pin cushion sitting on the ironing board, you know the kind that looks like a tomato, well it was packed with pins, I walked away for a few minutes and when I came back the pin cushion was gone. I panicked and quickly ran to where Riva was on the couch because we all know the first place to look for missing items is with the young dog and sure enough there she was, pin cushion all chewed up, pins every where, some bent right in half. I had know way of knowing if she ingested any because who keeps count how many pins in a pin cushion. So I had to watch her and luckily no problems and obviously she didn’t swallow any. I still can’t believe she didn’t hurt her mouth with all the bent ones I found.

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