piper defies death!

Piper turned eleven on Monday. He seems nonplussed by his age. He had a near-death experience last week when he stole some chicken wings, and choked on a chicken bone.

After the near-canine code had passed, he ran around with a sheepish little look on his face, and he was completely fine after about 15 minutes.

Piper defies death! He's Magic Dog. He's survived falling out of a three story window and then being lost for a couple of days (under someone else's supervision a few years ago) and now, a serious choking incident. I was imagining myself having to perform a crichoidectomy with a butter knife and salad tongs, or something. I even tried Doggie Heimlich, to no avail. He finally managed to get the damn bone down his gullet I can't imagine it felt very good, and then I worried about him perforating his bowel with a sharp chicken bone end.

Then I realized dogs had been probably pulling this dumb shit since cavemen tossed away their spit-roasted woolly mammoth carcasses, and if those Prehistoric Canines had survived the gene-pool to become Pampered Lap Dog Piper, there probably isn't a whole lot you can do to kill your dog.

Except, probably, feed them premium dog food laced with rat poison at the factory site.