and TONY
(OF COURSE WE HAVE AN ITALIAN TURKEY!)
Muzzer thought she might know what it was, but before she started to pat it down flat, she went over to the other side to check.
Look what she found!
Muzzer said I could blog today to let everyone (actually Swede William) know that I am feeling better and getting along well.
Wow! Let me tell you...it has been an interesting few days. I am just sitting here thinking about all the things that have happened.
Sunday at the emergency vet place, I did not want muzzer to leave me. But then, my stomach felt sickie again and the people at the vets were so nice to me, I decided it was OK.
Muzzer called to check on me, and the vet tech said I was restless. (my tummy hurt!) Muzzer told him that dad sometimes carries me like a baby on his shoulder and sings to me. That vet tech must've been born recently, because that is what he did! And then I spent most of the rest of the night on his lap while he did paperwork. HeHeHe....I had my IV in, and he put the hook in his pocket when we were moving around. What! me? Spoiled?
Now, Monday Muzzer picked me up, and we went to see my own vets, Dr. Sally and Dr. Jeff. Lots and lots more "oh, poor babies" and I was hooked up to an IV there and muzzer took off, leaving my binkie to keep me comfortable in the cage.
Poor Binkie. The victim of yet another "accident." He did not come home with us.
I spent another night at the dog hospital, but my friend who knew about walking me and singing was not there. Fortunately, my Swede William came to keep me comfortable, and insisted that we have the private suite at the vets. sigh! He is such a hero.
Tuesday morning muzzer was there to get me, really early. And we went home. We had a special just us girls day while Gussie was at the groomer. Every time I rolled over, muzzer checked on me. I think she was worried about me.
The vet sent home some stuff for me to eat and pills and a paste for my tummy, and I am feeling much better. The Bumpass Dad, who does rescue, said that taking a doggie to an emergency vet clinic can mean "KaChing, KaChing." Muzzer says he is very right, but Dad said I am worth it. For your enjoyment, I am enclosing pictures of my food and meds.
I have Lomotil, Metronidazole, ProViable and special food for an ID dog. That stands for Incredibly Darling, ya know!
At the vets I had Ampicillian, Centrine, a vitamin B injection, Cerenia, Famotidine, Buprenex and a lot of hoomiliating tests. Sheesh.
Gotta go take a nap. Need my beauty sleep, ya know!
Kissess
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