April 9th 2012 9:28 pm
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Sunday and Monday were just not good days for Me, Queen Sophine. As Royalty, I must keep a certain air of mystery about me, some might claim that air had evolved into a foul stench even, but I refuse to reveal this mystery that caused me to become Exploding Sophie.

Midday Sunday, I detected a sudden urgency in my bowels. This urgency lasted at irregular intervals all through Sunday night, into Monday morning. Mom wondered if perhaps I had failed to inform her that I had a Colonoscopy scheduled for Monday morning and was in the midst of that most dreaded Bowel Prep.

By Monday morning I was also showing a sign of weakness about my back legs, and an inability to walk straight.

In my hours of need, Mom forced me into my Crate, from which I was removed frequently so that Mom could cleanse the crate and attempt to de-stench the house. (The de-stenching failed miserably, and the house still smells faintly of Exploding Sophie.)

I finally ended up at the Vet on Monday, where I was x-rayed, poked, prodded, and given medication that finally stopped me up. I had to stay for several hours at the Vet for torture, but I did not talk. My x-rays showed no obstruction or injury, but the blood work shall not return until Tuesday at the earliest. Mom picked me up late afternoon, and Oldest Lad added insult to injury by giving me a bath. (Honestly, I did need a bath.) In the meantime I am completely starving, for the Vet insists that Mom rest my poor evacuated bowels, and then I can start a diet of rice and cottage cheese.

After all this trouble the only positive thing is that at least I can look forward to cottage cheese.