So, Saturday night I spent a few hours in the doggie ER. Poor Josie. She must have eaten something that was bad for her. She had diarrhea all day Saturday, had an accident in her crate while we were out, and then from 8-8:35pm threw up 11 times. That's when we called the vet. I lost count at 15 pukes. At the end she was just puking foam and mucus. Yuck. Anyhow, they looked at her poo sample and didn't find any bugs. They Xrayed her and didn't find any blockages or foreign bodies. They gave her an anti-vomiting shot and some sub-cutaneous fluids and sent us home with a can of bland dog food and instructions to start her on water the next morning and then slowly increase to food. She's doing much much better now. Poor dumb dog. Probably ate some crazy weed or mushroom when no one was looking. But, she was a hit at the vet's cause she's so darn cute.
Oh, and Eve loves her wheelchair. LOVES it. We took a nice family walk downtown on Sunday. Josie did great and Eve really liked holding the leash every time we stopped (e.g., while Jim was in Starbucks).
2 comments:
Oh no. Poor Josie. I hope she's doing better.
tell Josie that her cousin Hammer can feel her pain....hes had a time or two with a stomach thing!!
your so lucky shes small!!
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