Denise5
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What a week I've had. My lovely gelding, Ashan, my friend for 18 years, was put to sleep last Tuesday evening (see previous posts). The following day, the man with a digger arrived. Fortunately my husband supervised this while I took the kids out for the day.
That evening, I took our old dog, Boo, with me to keep me company while I sat where Ashan had been buried. I just needed someone to sit with while I reflected on all those memories and how it had all ended.
The next morning, when I let Boo out of his kennel and run, he collasped at my feet. He managed to get to his feet a few times and tried to walk - but he was really groggy - like he had been on a general anathestic. After putting two and two together, I thought maybe he had ingested some phenobarbiturate(?) from where Ashan had been buried. I hadn't seen anything obvious on the ground or I wouldn't have taken Boo over with me.
So I rushed Boo into the vet and he collapsed on the floor of the vet clinic. The vet wasn't entirely convinced that he had ingested phenobarbiturate but I thought it was too much of a coincidence. So I had to leave Boo at the vet on an IV drip.
Fortunately he improved during the day and I was able to go and pick him up that night.
Then two days later, when I let our puppy, Shadow, out of his kennel and run, he was off colour and tilting his head to one side. I looked in his mouth and felt along his jaw. One side looked a bit puffy. So back to the vet. The vet took his temperature which was up so obviously some sort of infection. Shadow is now on antibiotics and anti-inflammatories.
I've heard bad luck runs in three. But I'm not so sure. I beginning to need a leap of faith just to get out of bed each morning!
That evening, I took our old dog, Boo, with me to keep me company while I sat where Ashan had been buried. I just needed someone to sit with while I reflected on all those memories and how it had all ended.
The next morning, when I let Boo out of his kennel and run, he collasped at my feet. He managed to get to his feet a few times and tried to walk - but he was really groggy - like he had been on a general anathestic. After putting two and two together, I thought maybe he had ingested some phenobarbiturate(?) from where Ashan had been buried. I hadn't seen anything obvious on the ground or I wouldn't have taken Boo over with me.
So I rushed Boo into the vet and he collapsed on the floor of the vet clinic. The vet wasn't entirely convinced that he had ingested phenobarbiturate but I thought it was too much of a coincidence. So I had to leave Boo at the vet on an IV drip.
Fortunately he improved during the day and I was able to go and pick him up that night.
Then two days later, when I let our puppy, Shadow, out of his kennel and run, he was off colour and tilting his head to one side. I looked in his mouth and felt along his jaw. One side looked a bit puffy. So back to the vet. The vet took his temperature which was up so obviously some sort of infection. Shadow is now on antibiotics and anti-inflammatories.
I've heard bad luck runs in three. But I'm not so sure. I beginning to need a leap of faith just to get out of bed each morning!
