'Bent and I had an ambitious plan for a long run in the Kolapore area today but a poisoning scare with BazingaDog took over our morning. 'Bent walked the dogs behind the neighbouring condo development (not a great idea since they don't really like it) and saw BazingaDog scarf down a few pieces of sliced hot dog in a place where there was no explanation for finding hot dogs. It's a rare occurrence but when evil nutbars decide to poison dogs, they have sometimes used hot dogs. Ugh. To make things more suspicious, B-Dog threw up within a minute - but possibly not all of it.
After a few phone conversations with 'Bent's sister (a vet), calls from her to vet clinics around Collingwood, and a call to a U.S. Pet Poison Control Center that almost cost us $75 US, 'Bent noticed a sign about a lost dog posted in a car window. He phoned the number and learned that the owner had put out hot dogs in hopes of attracting her lost dog. Phew! It would have been nice if she had placed a small sign but we felt sad for her so we didn't say anything.
After all this, we only had time for a short run up, down, up, down and around Blue Mountain before a 4 p.m. meeting. It was a beautiful day - cooler than it has been.