I swear every Christmas Macchiatto brings me and my check book to the brink! Today while we were at work she got into a Christmas present under the tree that I didnt know contained cocoa! Randy came home to a Swiss Miss war zone! Package foil shrapnel everywhere coupled with cocoa and marshmallow bombs blanketing the floor. There was Macci looking innocent yet wearing two of the 8 packets of Swiss Miss Marshmallow Madness on her paws like Swiss (Miss that is) Army foil boots, and a thin(like a Frenchman) chocolate mustache, to prove her guilt! As I rush home from work to check her, I find that the marshmallows must be expanding in her, because shes puffed up like a Macys Day parade float. I rush her to the vets, and every time she breathes or sneezes wisps of Swiss Miss fill the air! Now Im waiting at the vets as they pump her stomach and than pump her full of charcoal to absorb the rest of the chocolate and marshmallows. As if this isnt bad enough, I have to monitor her for chocolate toxicosis and wait for the copious amounts of explosive diarrhea shell have as the Swiss Miss leaves her body! Good thing we love her! Merry Sh**mas to me!
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 01:40:58 +0000
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