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<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Hello Droolers. 1st off, heart healing drool to all
of those whose furkids have made the journey to the bridge. They will live
forever in the magic of our memories. </FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>2nd. It has been a ruff day here at ASTT
HQ. After not getting home until 3am from pulling military duty, I end up
dealing with the 3 P's from Ruger who has decided to get sick on me. I let
them out at 3:30 when I got home, all seemed fine, up at 5:30 (around normal
get-up time) for morning potty and giving allergy meds. Back up at 7:30 to feed
(Ruger has to wait an hour after his med before eating...so this is normally at
6:30) I ended up cleaning up poop...I haven't had to do this in a long time,
"what gives?". Ruger doesn't eat breakfast...again not normal. Back up at
9:30 because I hear rustling in the boyz room. I walk in to find pee and
puke! WTH? The puke was last nights undigested dinner. Yuck. Now he is
doing a lot of strecthing, a little restless. I call the vet...Doc Brightman is
in surgery but the receptionist says bring him in at 1200. </FONT><FONT size=2
face=Arial>So I give a pepto...he throws it up. I give a gas-x he throws
it up. More stretching, more resltess. Seems to be getting worse. I
remember my liquid gas-x and give Ruger that. He keeps it down. But still
more strectching and more restless, and still panting in an air conditioned
house. i get out the stethescope...no bowel sounds. Now I'm
scared! It is 1115 I call back and tell the receptionist that I think
Ruger might be trying to bloat I and that I am on my way in with him. She
tells me that I might have to see doc Banard...Don't care (I know doc Brightman
is in the next room if needed) I try to just take Ruger out but Colt starts
throwing a fit!!! Barking, howling,,,,crap! get his leash and take both of them.
Now why is it that when you are in a real hurry that everyone seems to be out on
a "sunday drive"? I am panicing, now yelling at the drivers "get the F'
out of my way, it is hump day not sunday so hump on out of my way you shit
for brains" I'm about to go Marlene on these fools when I relize that I am
upsetting Colt & Ruger. So I pray for a little patience and drive
on. I get in and Doc Brightman is inbetween surgeries and came in to
take care of us. Have I ever said that I love my vet!!! Anyhowl, Doc
examines Ruger and says that it was possible that he was trying to bloat, but
not now. Gas-x may have kicked in. He is having some major GI
discomfort and he thinks it is a virus that is going around...3rd dog this
morning with it and 12th in the last 3 days. So a couple shots, some meds
and some i/d and a nice chunk of plastic dropped ($$$) and we are back
home. Ruger is resting comfortablly on the couch with Colt now and seems to be
feeling a little better. We will withhold food until 7pm and then only give a
couple tablesoons of i/d ever 2 hours after that. So if you can spare a
little drool to help wash away the GI buggies out of Ruger and help him get
feeling better and back to chasing squirrels I would sure appreciate it.
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<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Love and Drool to all.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Michele Momma to the Bad Ass Basset Brothers..who
is exhausted.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Colt "No one takes my bubbie anywhere with out
me!"</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Ruger "Momma, My tummy doesn't feel so
good"</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT size=2 face=Arial>Women are Angels...And when someone breaks their
wings..They simply continue to fly....on a broomstick...They are flexible like
that...<BR></FONT></DIV></BODY></HTML>