Pam, you must have been so scared, thank God you acted so quickly and that Bella came out unharmed. I know what you mean about reliving the horror, I think we all do that in times of real stress when one we love is in danger.
I was reading on one of the sites about a man who had a pretty large dog and for a couple of years he played catch with his dog with one of those rubber balls with little knobbies on it. He never thought about it and that it was large enough that his dog would not choke on it. One day he threw the ball and he saw his dog was in distress, he couldn't breathe. The ball was stuck in the back of his throat. He couldn't think what to do, he lived in an apt in New York and by the time he got his dog to the Vet it would be too late. Then he thought of holding the dog and putting his hand on his throat and pushing the ball upwards, at first the dog
squirmed and he got a hold of him again and tried once more, he finally worked the ball up his throat and held it there and reached in with his other hand and got it out. The dog was just fine. This has absolutely nothing to do with your story, but it got me thinking about playing ball with my babies.
I'm so glad Bella is o.k. and how about some more photos.
Jackie