Last week, a honeybee took a drink from a mud puddle in the garden, where Sieben was standing nearby. Before I could finish saying, "Sieben don't!" she had snapped the poor little bee and swallowed it. I watched. Sieben looked at me for a moment, then trotted off.
Now a few years ago, Zwei got stung on the foot by a yellow jacket. That's when I contacted a vet (sometimes we get lucky) and was told about the Benedryl. It started to swell a little, and she was limping. I applied the Benedryl once and that's all that was needed. I did monitor her all evening.
Three days ago I noticed a large acorn going down a Runner's throat - their necks are so slender, you can watch...
So I try to balance this tightrope of not panicking - that is important - taking note, and preparing to deal with trouble in case it arrives. Wowzas. Sometimes it takes nerves of steel.
Edited by Amiga - 9/24/15 at 4:54pm