We thought we were going to have to get up in the middle of the night and take Chimmie to the vet emergency room. You saw the post yesterday where he pulled that toy apart? Linda thought he might have eaten too much of the stuffing. All night he whimpered in his sleep and would wake up with a little yelp. She kept him in bed with us just so she could keep him close. After he threw-up and did a big *****, that seemed to make him feel better. By morning, he was running, jumping, flipping, playing with toys, gobbling his food, drinking, chasing me, bugging Linda... all his normal behaviors. We guess he is alright. From now on, only soft toys when Linda is home to supervise.
