Sunday, June 10, 2012

Man's Best Friend

   We just spent the last four hours in the Animal Hospital's Emergency Room with our boxer Vito.  He had vomited Friday and Saturday nights, and wouldn't eat anything today.  We were afraid that he might become dehydrated, and he appeared to be "out of it".  Hundreds of dollars in test ruled out the obvious.  He didn't eat anything, and all the blood tests were negative.  He was sedated and given some fluids, with instructions for a bland diet for the next few days.  He was still in a very deep sleep when we got home, and so we picked him us in his blanket like they'd do with a dolphin, and carried him to his bed. If he bounces back tomorrow, we will all breathe a big sigh of relief.  If not, it will mean more tests for neurological causes.
  Vito is just five years old and is definitely my husband's dog.  I'll sleep in the recliner tonight because  Vito does not look like he will be awake enough to climb the stairs. He looks like he might get up, then just lies back down and goes back to sleep.  It is scary to think that our lovable dog could be very sick.  We promise to take one day at a time, and not get ahead of ourselves.  I know that things can improve greatly overnight, and so I'll sign off now, and keep you all posted...please keep a good thought everyone.....and the beat goes on....the beat goes on.....

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