I went to my sister's last night. We were upstairs and when we came down, her purse was tipped over, and an EMPTY bottle of ibuprofen was on the floor....being chewed on by the two miniature schauzers (sp) that she has. It was kinda funny. Kinda sad, kinda scary. The little brats eat everything. So, my sister called the animal hospital and they said you had to give them a teaspoon of salt and wait for them to throw up, and if that didn't work, then we had to give them 15 mL of hydrogenperoxide!! the poor little doggies! The salt thing didn't work....the little brats just ate it. The only one me and Stephanie (my sister) could get the 15 mL of hydrogenperoxide down was Zoe. She didn't fight too much and I could hold her still. She still tried to get away, but I don't blame her, I'm sure it was nasty stuff. So, we tried Echo next. I didn't have trouble holding his legs, but that left me with no more arms, and I couldn't keep his head still. So Stephanie called Slade (her husband) and he had to come home from work (police officer), pick up the dog, and hold it still while Stephanie put the stuff down his throat. The poor little doggies. I know that sounds really mean, but we didn't want them to die. If we wouldn't have done that, worse things probably would have happened to the poor little things But it was kinda funny..... I get a 20 gallon fish tank!!!! YAY! MORE FISHIES!