I came home from work yesterday to find that Braydi had somehow managed to get half a loaf of bread from our kitchen counter and consume it. She was miserable all night...wouldn't poop...kept waking us up because she didn't feel well. David took her out 3 or 4 different times and she wouldn't/couldn't do any business. We called the vet at 7am this morning and while waiting for a return call, she threw up twice...all bread with a little dog food mixed in. Then went outside and pooped. The vet called back and said she should be fine - make sure she is eating (sure is!), etc. But before I left for work, she was shaking and looked like she wanted to throw up again. I called David and made him turn around and come home. He's working from home today and keeping an eye on her. for my little devil dog who gets into everything. She's just not herself...hopefully this bread will pass through her soon. And I'm buying a breadbox TODAY.