>The dog ate HUMAN poo when out during a walk, the human turned out to be a drug addict, and the dog is now seriously ill at the vets because of the effects of the drugs!
Yes, beware of human poo! This happened to Talli at the end of last year shortly after we had moved to a new area (nice welcome!). Never heard of another case of it. There are some lovely fields I had started walking to but you do have to go through a bit of a dodgy area to get to them. There is an alleyway that runs along the back of said area where there is all kinds of rubbish and junk strewn about and then there is a short path through a wooded bit which leads into the fields. I had let Talli off the lead as we entered this wooded path and he was sniffing around as usual as I walked on ahead. I turned round a few moments later expecting him to be following behind and saw he was still there with his head down in the undergrowth. Called him and he looked up at me and carried on what he was doing. I went marching back over there knowing full well he was eating human poo as that's the only time he won't recall (other than if he's chasing a small furry!). When I got there he had found several huge heaps of splatty poo. His face was absolutely covered and the stench was just horrendous. I put him on the lead and walked him further into the field and threw some treats into the long grass to try to clean his chops off. We were out for about an hour and all was normal but within about 10 minutes of arriving home he started acting really odd - shaking, swaying and staggering all over the place, jumping out of his skin at the slightest noise or movement, and flinching terribly if you went anywhere near him.
By the time we got him to the vets he was on the point of collapse. His temperature had plummeted as his blood vessels had all dilated. They shone a torch in his eyes but got no response at all. He was completely "smashed" in effect, with all of the symptoms of a high hit of opiates. He was admitted and they took blood, put him under a heat lamp, gave him charcoal, and put on a drip. He was given a guarded prognoisis. It was about 5.30 in the evening at this point and the vets informed us that they closed at 8pm and we would have to transfer him to the out of hours emergency vets ourselves as transport was not provided! Not only that but the out of hours vets would close at 9am the following morning and we would have to collect him and tranfer him back to the normal vets! Complete madness! We decided in the end, with their agreement, to take him to our old vets at 8pm when they closed (we had stayed registered with them thankfully) as they are a 24 hour hospital so he'd be able to stay put once he was there instead of all of the crazy back and fourth scenario. We picked him up (drip bag still attached!) and made the 1 hour journey there where they continued with the same treatment.
He made a miraculous recovery and was only in there for a couple of days. Thankfully he is a big sturdy dog at 44kg so I think size was on his side - dread to think how a little dog like a Dachshund would take it. He came home seemingly normal but his liver enzymes were out of whack. They had returned to normal by the time another blood test was taken 2 or 3 weeks later. Needless to say, I don't walk there anymore!