I can't believe I did it. I remember having his pill in one hand and juice in the other. I was walking around the house trying to find the baby wipes and then next thing I knew, there was no pill and I had a vague memory of taking it. I don't take medicine, but I figured this wasn't too big of a deal (it was a thyroid pill for a 60lb dog). Mid-day I called the mw because a friend insisted. The mw wanted me to call poison control, who said baby and I will be fine. It sort of weirds me out, but I KNOW it will be a once-in-a-lifetime thing.