|Barked: Thu Jun 25, '09 2:17pm PST |
|Thanks all, for your help! Let me fill you in on events since I last wrote!
Benny da Beagle did NOT make it to his regular vets appt. on Wed. morning.....as he got SO sick Tuesday aft. between 5 and 6 p.m. that I had to rush him to the nearest city (90 minutes away) to the University Veterinary Teaching Hospital!
He had been so weak, and in pain, stretching, restless, trembling...hadnt eaten anything all day, and had had very little water. I was sure he was not going to make it to the city. The on-duty vet even called me as I was driving to see how he was doing, and to prepare for his EMERGENCY arrival.....! I must admit that I did go a "tad" over speed limit....but this was an EMERGENCY!
Well, YUP...you guessed it! Got the $%&*(^% dog to the clinic....and sure nuff......he was miraculously cured as soon as he left the crate! Happy, happy, happy...jumping up on everyone, tail wagging, ATE THEIR TREATS and genuinely made a &*()^&$* fool out of ME! The first thing the kind vet said was "THIS is your sick beagle?" I was ready to give Benny to the first person who walked through the door!
Anyway, an intern plus the on-duty vet did a full exam on him, and of course COULD NOT FIND ANYTHING WRONG! So with the cost of the exam, plus a blood panel, plus the emerg. fee of $80.00, we left for home with some special dietary canned food, a lighter load (my wallet) and VERY high blood pressure (mine!)
Of course, I had to phone his regular vet the next morning and cancel the appointment he had....and tell them the embarassing story. Hmmmmmmmmm....I could hear the laughter all the way out here!
And yesterday, Benny was completely normal! Loved his new canned food, active, no pain and stretching! But guess what? Today is a NEW day....and he's back to eating grass and refusing his food! I think HE thinks he's gonna sucker me into giving him a nice car ride to the city to visit those nice people again tonight.........NOT GONNA HAPPEN!
I am at my wit's end with this dog! He now has to be walked on the flexi-lead, away from his yard, as that way he is distracted from the grass by all the new cat-trails to sniff.....occassionally he forgets about the tracking and "does his business" so I can drag him back home!
I am beginning to think that I should have stuck to Cocker Spaniels! They have been far less trouble.....but then again, they are not quite as comical as BDB, the professional clown-in-a-dog-suit!
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