His photos spread on facebook so quickly, and before I knew it the images in the Operation: Find Kale’s Family photo album had been seen by over 20,000 people. I was so happy that his face was out there and closer to reaching his family – But there were no leads, no word from his family, nothing. Several weeks went by and it was becoming more and more clear that he had been dumped. It made sense… a high traffic business area is the perfect place for someone to find him and take him in. I just couldn’t wrap my head around why someone would abandon this sweet pup, and how sad he must feel.
We wanted to keep him and give him a forever home with us, but it wouldn’t have been fair to him or Coco. He needed a big grassy yard to play and run around in, and playmate that wasn’t terrified of his puppy energy and growing size. He deserved that and so much more. It was a hard decision, with many sleepless nights, but we did what we had to do and started a search for the perfect new family. I had already fallen in love with him and his spunky personality, and I needed to know that his new family was going to love him just as much and more. We wouldn’t give him to just anyone.
One night we tucked Kale into his bed in the living room and we went to sleep in our room. The next morning my husband left at the crack of dawn for a school seminar, a little later I woke up to Kale… literally bouncing off the walls and running into furniture, acting completely crazy. I noticed that on our high kitchen counter, what hadbeen a full bag of dark chocolate covered almonds, was now just an empty bag with a giant hole in it. He had ate the WHOLE BAG. I freaked out. I immediately looked up the amount of theobromine toxicity found in dark chocolate, it was moderate to high levels. I called our local vet, which happens to be just down the street and they were closed. They wouldn’t be open for another hour. I tried to calm him down, but there was no stopping his craziness. Coco, beyond scared, hid under the bed the entire time. I was terrified that his heart was going to beat out of his chest. It was the longest 45 minutes of my life. I felt so guilty that I hadn’t notice the bag on the counter the day before. I am so used to small dogs, I didn’t even think to clear the counter of items he could grab.
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