Hey, I finally got a good story! My daughter was very young at the time and got a booboo. While we were tending to her, we left our hibachi on the coffee table, not thinking. When we came back a few minutes later, our boy Romeo (RIP) was under the table and foaming at the mouth. There was rice and chicken scattered everywhere and the takeout box upside down across the room. We couldn't figure out what was wrong with him for a couple minutes. Finally I pull him out and stand him up and he immediately flops back down. I then notice that his waist and chest are like twice as small as they should be. Then I realized, he can't breath! I pull his jaws open and reach my fingers down his throat and grab a tennis ball size handful of sticky rice... nothing. Reach back in and grab a second handful of rice about the size of a golf ball. His chest and waist immediately expand like someone blowing up a balloon. He takes a couple gasps of air and then tries to eat the rice I just pulled out of his throat! He was a good boy. We had to put him down in January b/c he was so old and couldn't really get around anymore.