We’ve been seeing lots of this over the weekend. Scout was allowed to come home on Friday afternoon.
I couldn’t believe it. I rang the vet on Friday morning and said, “Hi, this is Frogdancer Jones, Scout’s Mum. Is she still alive??”
“Oh yes!” the receptionist said. “She’s wagging her tail, we’ve taken the drip off her and we’re going to be test-feeding her later today.”
She turned the corner overnight, sometime after the vet visited her at 10PM. I was so happy when I went to pick her up and the vet nurse carried out a sleepy, very ‘flat’ looking baby girl.
Here’s the cause – a seedpod from a tree that is just around the corner from us. This thing is as hard as a rock; she may just as well have swallowed a pebble. There’s no way any amount of stomach acid would have broken it down.
It’s an expensive seedpod – the bill ended up being over $3,200.
But she’s still breathing. I prefer it when my pets do that.
It’s a large incision for such a tiny dog. She’s going to take quite a while to recover – it’s not like when a pup comes home from being spayed and they’re bouncing around the next day. She came very close to death and so she’s spending a lot of time sleeping and wanting to be cuddled.
While I was fiddling around taking photos, I accidentally swiped something and the colours went all screwy. I had no idea how to fix it so I took these shots of the others.
This is Jeff, a bit annoyed because Scout gets to eat shredded chicken and rice, while he and Poppy get to eat the low-fat tinned food the vet said I should buy for Scout, but she utterly refused to eat. (I don’t blame her. It looks disgusting. I’m glad I only bought one tin.)
Poppy doesn’t care. She’d eat anything, even her own left leg if it wasn’t securely fastened on.
I owe the local vets a debt of gratitude. When they saw how sick she was, the hired a courier to get her bloodwork to the lab, so they’d get the test results back asap. They had 2 surgeons working on her and the vet visited her at 10PM and again at 5AM. She couldn’t have had better care.
She’s the luckiest girl in Melbourne – and so am I.