Baffled.  That’s the only word to describe how we are feeling right now.

Pongo spent all day at the vet today.  Besides charming the pants off of them, he was also loaded up with barium for a barium contrast study.  The poor guy is seriously going to be glowing from all the x-rays he’s had over the past week; just today, he probably had a total of 10 x-rays because they were taking images every 30-60 minutes. They were trying to determine 1) if there is even a pit in him and 2) if there is, where the heck is it?

What did we learn from this 8 hour procedure?  That some how, that pit either slipped past us in our beyond diligent potty breaks on a leash and, with much disgust, bagging and squishing every bowel movement with the ever high hopes of feeling that annoyingly evasive nectarine pit.  Or, he’s miraculously digested the pit.  Or…and this is the one that is the most frustrating: maybe he never ate it.  I can’t tell you how many times I have run that dreadful scene through my head: pit drops, Pongo, in one fell swoop, scoops it up as I am yelling at him to leave it!  I swear.  I saw him eat it.  Our vet is pretty darn sure though that Pongo no longer has a nectarine pit bouncing around in his little body.

While we are breathing a small, tentative sigh of relief, we’re just wondering…where did it go?!?