The "Gummy Arnold" Story

It was an ordinary day. Arnold was feeling well again. Arnold is our dog who is part dachshund and part beagle. We got him at the SPCA a few years ago and named him after Gary Coleman's character on Different Strokes. Great dog! Just a really great dog!! Except for sometimes. Two days ago was one of those sometimes. I had taken Derek, our oldest son, to a small candy store in Neffsville on our way home from school. He had accumulated some money and wanted to buy himself a pound of Gummy Bears. He ate a few and put the rest in his backpack to take to school to share with his friends. Put the backpack behind the sofa in our living room, next to the coat closet. Yep, you guessed it. Sometime during the night Arnold, who also evidently loves Gummy Bears, managed to open the zipper on the backpack and take the bag of Gummy Bears out and eat most of the pound that Derek had purchased. Next morning, Derek wasn't a happy camper and Arnold wasn't feeling very well. His stomach was extended and hard and he was drinking quite a bit of water. Carol kept an eye on Arnold during the day to make sure he was able to urinate. His stomach was still a massive rock from the candy so Carol called the vet and explained the problem. Dr. George enjoyed the story and told her that we need not worry as long as he was drinking and urinating. On our way home from school we made another stop at the candy store for another pound of Gummy Bears. "Did you eat all of the other ones you bought yesterday?" the clerk wanted to know. "No, Arnold ate most of them," Derek told her. "That's nice that you shared them," she responded, not knowing who Arnold was. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.