In my puppy packet I have a warning in big, red letters on the danger of chip bags.
I know of at least 3 Cardigans who have suffocated in potato chip bags. For this reason, as we start to eat the bag of chips, I trim the bag length down as we go. (It also makes it easier as you are not sticking your arm down to the bottom of the bag.) When I dispose of a bag in the garbage, I slice it down lengthwise.
And no matter how careful one can be, it only takes a moment with our vacuum cleaner breed.
Yesterday I was laying in bed, watching TV and resting my back. I had finished the last of my chips, in a half cut down bag when the phone rang. As I gimped to the desk to answer it, I left the empty half bag behind. I was just a few seconds into our conversation when I turn and look - and there is Zsa Zsa with the half bag over her head and she could NOT get it off! I hung up the phone and was able to get it off of her right away.
I break into tears thinking what could have happened if I took the phone into the kitchen and brewed a cup of coffee. And I keep thanking G-d, over and over, for sparing her.