Poor Puppy

So I lay there in bed, patting him on his side to try to help him dislodge whatever it was that was stuck, but the chuffing wouldn't stop. At this point, I got up, and he quickly ran to our bedroom door. My thought was that he was going to go throw up, so I opened the door, and he ran downstairs to the sliding door to the backyard, and when I opened that up for him, he ran over to the grass.

He didn't throw up, but instead starting chowing down on the grass maniacally, which is usually what dogs do when they want to make themselves vomit, although I'd never seen him go at it with such desperation before. I watched him do it for a few minutes before calling him back inside, but he was still choking. I opened his mouth, but found nothing inside, save for some blades of grass.

At this point I was starting to get a little concerned, and he looked so distressed that it broke my heart a little. When I gave him a hug he stopped for a bit, but the minute I let go he started chuffing again. I let him back out to eat a little more grass, but he still didn't puke. When I called him back in again, I was getting ready to stick my fingers in his throat to see if there was anything lodged back there, but by this time he'd stopped spasming/coughing, seemingly for good. He finally drank some water, and seemed to be fine, so we went back to bed.

I'm not sure if he was actually choking on something, or if he got some form of dog hiccups. I looked it up, and I guess dogs can get them. I'd never seen him do anything like this before, so I have no idea what was going on. It scared me though!

It was kind of like what this pug is doing:

Work has been busy this week, and not in a good way. I'm feeling like a chicken running around with its head cut off, and wondering why I'm putting in so much effort when I am soon to be retired unemployed. I oddly still feel motivated, but that's likely more out of personal pride than anything else. But I can't say that I'm not feeling a little extra annoyance when it comes to the usual b.s./politics stuff that always comes up in a workplace, mostly because that affects people/things that will be here after I'm gone, and I don't really care about that crap. Thank goodness for a short week at least.