I'm so sorry. If I hadn't been home at the time, Keefer might not have lived. My husband could tell something was wrong but did not recognize it as a life or death emergency requiring immediate action. I had a couple of my flyball teammates over for dinner that night. They'd originally suggested we go out to dinner but I said to come over and I'd cook instead. So I was there when he started retching like he was going to throw up but nothing came out. My first thought was oh crap, this could be bloat. I felt his tummy and it was hard. I told Tom we have to bring him in, I think it's bloat. My friends left, we loaded him up, and off we went. Also fortunate that the EV was so close, if we'd had to drive for a half hour or more he may not have made it. It was terrifying, and we were so lucky.