In the last five years I have called Poison Control three times. This time: Henry ate chemical rock salt. I don’t even use that crap; it’s leftover from the previous owners.
He’s fine. One piece, yes, he swallowed it. I have him a cup of milk even before I called them, apparently- a cup of milk is recommended. Much more an we would be at the hospital nomming on some charcoal. Awesome.
If I ever say I want one more I give you permission to slap me. Hard.
For all the time and energy and money I spend trying to feed them whole, natural, organic foods- they do an awful lot to undermine me. Sheesh!