$300 loaf of Bread

So yesterday I had the great idea to bake some bread. The recipe I had actually made 4 loaves. So with the first two loaves Tyson and I (if I am in the kitchen, you better believe Tyson is right there with me!) made cream cheese braids. Yummy! The third loaf we made pizza. Then by the time I was ready for the last loaf...Tyson had played so much with it that I decided to let him just have it and keep tossing it around and playing with it like play dough. I was pretty sure we had enough carbs in the house for a while! Well I could tell this was going to get messy so I sent him outside to do the tossing. When he was done he apparently left it outside, and the puppy got into it. She ate about half the loaf before we realized what had happened. I honestly didn't think much of it and we left the house for a couple hours. When we came back Tyson picked up Ruby to play and I hear him panic "Mom...I think Ruby is dead." This of course sent the panic to the girls and they are freaking out! I look over and Ruby is like a little rag doll. She can't even hold her head up. She is limp all over, and when we set her on all 4 legs, she collapses immediately. Oh creike! So we rush her into the emergency pet hospital because naturally it is 5:30 and our vet closes at 5p.m. They tell us that she has alcohol poisoning from the yeast fermenting, and her stomach is all distended and stretched from the rising dough. It could shut down everything. He says she has a 50/50 chance of making it through the night. She was too unstable to even have surgery...he didn't think she would make it through that. My kids are all bawling hysterically, and I am fighting back the tears too...but am trying to remain calm for the kids sake. Anyway...Ruby got to stay the night at the hospital on i.v. fluids, with several enemas...and catheters. We prayed hard for her, and this morning when I went to the hospital to go check on her...she was as if nothing had happened. Good as new. Apparently she pooped straight bread dough all night long. Then came the bill... $300. I'll pay $300 any day of the week to have someone deal with bread dough poop all night!

See where her leg was shaved for the i.v.?? How sad!