Now...about ME! Well, I finished up all my antibiotics, but I had to take a break before my very last one. About 4 days ago, I started vomiting and didn't want to eat. At that time, I had just one more pill to take, but since I wasn't eating, my peeps couldn't figure out how to get it into me. They tried EVERYTHING! I even passed up turkey and rice. Finally, about 2 days later, I began to eat again so Mom gave me the pill. Sneaky Mom that she is, she hid it in some yogurt. Well, by the next morning, I was sick again. I drank about a gallon of water and proceeded to throw it up all over the floor. That was the only time I threw up that day, but for the rest of the day, all I wanted to do was stand around looking pitiful. At one point, my whole body was shaking and Mom was afraid she was going to have to take me to the emergency vet and empty her wallet, since it was Sunday (yesterday).
For some strange reason, Patches decided to attack me when I was throwing up. She looks very innocent doesn't she? Well, let me tell you...she's not very innocent when one of us is sick. As soon as I started throwing up, she went into attack mode and jumped right on my back. She was biting me and growling and Mom had to pull her off of me! She got in HUGE trouble, but I didn't throw up anymore. Maybe she scared it all out of me! Anyway, by last night, I was starting to feel a little better and I snagged a potato chip that Mom dropped on the floor. She noticed, right away, that I ate the chip, so she gave me some cottage cheese. Yummy! This morning, I am feeling a little better than last night, so I ate some more cottage cheese and a little of my breakfast. I'm still not 100%, but I'm getting there. This morning, I even had a short bitey-face session with the attacker (aka Patches). Mom is starting to think, now, that it was the antibiotics that were making me sick. It's weird, though, how I didn't get sick until after the 27th pill and then again after the 28th.
I've been doing a lot of this for the last few days, but we think that's all over now. In a week or two, I have to go back to the vet to get that "thickening" checked in my anal gland. Mom can't feel it anymore, so we're hoping it's gone for good. Our pawrents blame the whole thing on a bunch of groomers that weren't expressing my anal glands. We all used to go to our v-e-t's office for grooming and they always did it, but when her prices went up so high, Mom started trying to find someone else to groom us for less money. Well, we've been to several different places and none of us looked quite right. Now, after the episode with my anal gland getting infected, Mom knows that no one has done it since our vet's groomer did it. I guess we'll be going back to the expensive place from now on!
Our dad has been home from the hospital since last Tuesday and he hasn't had anymore pains in his chest. Yippee! Also, our mom thinks she has the oxygen situation fixed. She says she THINKS so because she hasn't seen anyone come through the door with a new oxygen concentrater yet! She knows it takes time to get all the paperwork done, so she's going to give them a couple more days before she starts raising hell!
Well, everybuddy, I'm off to have another nap. I think I'll go sleep on the living room floor where Mom just cleaned the carpet. She's such a wuss that all she got done was the walk-way behind the couch that goes from the kitchen to the bedrooms. She washed it 3 times and rinsed it twice, but there is still red clay-colored water coming out of it. We did a really good job of bring the back yard into the house!
Poppy, Penny & Patches