Hello all,
I'm a newbie and thought I would introduce myself with this silly story. I came home today from work, fixed dinner, gave my dogs a bone each and kicked back. All seemed well untill I happened to notice my puppy acting odd. He was walking like a duck in a marching-band and batting at his head. At first I brushed it off as him just being goofy, but he kept on and started getting a look of panic in his eyes. I freaked out! Oh no he is choking! I have never left a bone or chew toy in my dog's crate because I didn't want them to choke while I'm not there. Then I started to realize as I jumped on top of him and held him down that I didn't know what to do. I may be Red-Cross certified, but not for a K9 and staring at my puppy's face really humbled me because I felt helpless. I saw that he was still breathing, but just irregularly because he was so affraid (maybe from the bone, but in retrospect it was most likely from this giant new owner holding him down and trying to crack open his mouth like a pistachio, lol).
I thought to myself that the only thing I could really do was open his trap and try to see what he was choking on. Upon opening his mouth I saw the problem right away. In his bone-chewing frenzy he had locked a piece of bone fragment in his palate. It was amazing that this piece was the perfect size to fit right in there. So I stuck my finger behind and under it towards the back of his mouth and POP! It came right out. I let him up and ZOOM we tore right through the apartment looking for a hiding-place to escape the big bad master who must have been trying to kill him.
I decided it best to let him calm down and wait it out in the other room. I sat with my other dog watching TV for nearly an hour when his big breed goofy puppy head peered around the corner. I looked over at him and said "Hey buddy, you okay?" ZOOM he went right back into exile. Another half an hour later he darted from his hiding spot and without warning landed right in my lap. I never thought that a 60lb puppy landing in my lap would be such a relief, but he seemed alright and had managed to pass the discomfort on to me very effectively. I thought it ironic and the tear in my eye, although I was very happy he was okay, was purely reflex.
I have only had him for a few days, but to me it was amazing how quickly I had 

anicked. It was the exact same feeling I felt when my 3 year old dog was in pain in the past, I really didn't see that we had bonded untill then. As a matter of fact in an instant I went from doubting whether or not he was going to fit into the family to forging myself as his devoted parent. Just like that, SNAP and I'm forever his. Brilliant. Just brilliant.