That is a cool story!
We had a kitten once that choked on a scrap of chicken. By the time my dad heard me screaming outside, ran back in to get tweezers, and got to the kitten- he wasn't breathing anymore. He pulled the chicken out with the tweezers and then gave him mouth to mouth. We renamed him CPR after that. CPR lived until the age of 3 when he got hit by a car.
My dad has actually had a lot of practice with CPR...he had to do it to my mom once as well.