SOL 9/31: For the Love of Dug

If you are a dog lover, or any animal lover really, you will likely connect to my slice today.

We are a dog family. I grew up always having a dog in the family. Lap dogs were our preferred size, and were most often a dog pound special, as my dad always called them. Several years ago a friend had a litter of cockapoo puppies, and our four daughters and I wore my husband down and we brought Reece home. Two years later, we bred Reece, and had our own litter of puppies. That was so much fun we decided to do it again a year later. From that second litter we sold all but one puppy. We wanted Reece to have a companion, so little Dug remained.

Two dogs – double the vet bills, double the grooming bills, and double the poop picking up in the backyard. But we love our dogs and wouldn’t have it any other way.

Lately I had noticed Dug wasn’t very interested in his food, but would usually eat some of it. This morning though, he threw up all of his breakfast. After that, he just seemed off. He was almost woozy on his feet. My husband and I are leaving town tomorrow for three days, and I felt concerned about possibly leaving a sick dog with our daughters, so I took him to the emergency vet clinic since our vet was closed.

Side note: Why do dogs always seem to get sick on weekends? Seriously, every time our dogs have gotten sick, it has been on the weekend. Go figure.

So off to the vet we went. Fortunately my dogs LOVE going in the car, so it was an easy sell getting him out of the house. Reece came along too, but we left her in the car while Dug and I went in. The last thing I need are two freaked out dogs at the vet. There must be some smell in every vet clinic, because once we hit the door, my dogs want nothing more than to go right back outside!

After being checked over, it was clear Dug was sick. He had a fever, and, according to the vet, his intensities “sounded like hell.” After an x-ray just to rule out an obstruction or severe infection, it was determined an antibiotic and an anti-nausea medication would get him back to normal in a few days.

Dug on the examination table…clearly not a happy camper!

We’re home now, and he’s resting easy. The wooziness is gone, and he seems a little more himself after the first doses of medication. Paying the bill was rather painful, but every time I’ve had to bite the bullet like that, I have felt tremendous gratitude for the excellent care my dogs have received, and overwhelming relief they are going to be on the mend.

Cuddling next to mama…no better place to be!!

6 thoughts on “SOL 9/31: For the Love of Dug

  1. I’m glad your Dug is resting and on the mend. We too are a dog family (2 boxers, 2 Boston terriers), and I am just so grateful for the people who take care of them for us when they’re sick. They are kind and generous souls, and often, miracle workers.

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  2. amandajeanne81 says:

    I had to take my dog to the vet this week as well. For once it WASN’T on the weekend…boy do I hear you on that one! Hopefully your precious pup feels well soon!

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