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TIFU by getting our puppy stoned out of her mind.

I can’t tell anyone in my life about this because me and my fiancé will look like ducking idiots.

Our six month old Corgi was suuuuuper sleepy around 5 pm last night, snuggling up to us. Which is rare as she’s usually very active, alert and playful. Especially since she slept well and didn’t go on any walks. There was no reason to be this tired.

We woke her up and her head was swaying when she looked at anything, she had a hard time keeping it up. Hmmm. She started walking and her movements looked wasted. Stumbling all over, almost falling. We prevented her from falling off the couch. She had a hard time peeing without falling over. I started freaking out and getting very concerned. We’ve had nearby animals act similar and thought it was distemper.

I tripped balls. Called the emergency vet. We rushed her over and I was very stressed out and thought I was gonna cry.

Eventually we brought her in - explained all of her symptoms, explained about the other animals and what we thought happened.

She asks us if we keep marijuana in the house. Yes we do. Without skipping a beat the technician tells us, “I’m 90 per cent sure this puppy is high.”

It makes complete sense and was something I never even considered for a second. Vet checks it out, basically says very similar things. Says dogs like to eat ash from weed (which we ash on our porch sometimes). The advice was to just wait a couple of hours and it’ll wear off, and protect her from falling in the meantime.

We were sooo relieved you don’t even know, but also felt so stupid. We pay $200 and leave. Puppy sleeps for hours and hours more on the couch and now she’s fine this morning.

Tl;dr- saw our puppy acting strange, took her to the vet in a panic and realized she got stoned as fuck.

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