Sometimes, I feel like we just can't catch a break. Eye surgery for the baby last month (eye surgery that didn't even work I might add) Emergency Vet trip this month.
When Freckles started throwing up blood last Thursday, I lost it a little bit.
Imagine me, sitting on the floor, cleaning up everything, bawling my eyes out. Every time I would look at him, he would have that sad expression on his face, and I would cry harder. I was so scared about what was going to happen. He may be just a dog, but he is my dog.
Because it was so late, we took him to the emergency vet. After talking with a nurse, with great bedside manner, and a vet, with terrible bedside manner, we found out that Freckles had an ultra bad upset stomach. The blood was from puking so hard, that must have happened while I was gone. He was also dehydrated. After a day of antibiotics, being pumped with fluid, (think camel dog) and a shot to settle his stomach, he was pretty much back to normal. Now a week later, I am still reminiscing about his puppy days, glad that my fur baby is still with me.
Fearing that Freckles was going to die, has definitely reminded me of what a blessing my dogs are in my life. Life has been so crazy the past two years, that I haven't stopped as often as I should to play, pet, or just enjoy these two as much as I should. That has changed, and all of us are much happier that we have re learned to incorporate Freckles and Zuko into our lives more.
I love these two.
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