Our dog....Chops (aka Chopstar)....finally hit rock bottom Thursday night. We believe she has been tottering on the edge for quite a while, but this Thursday the bottom dropped out....
She took....
2 ANTI-INFLAMMATORY PILLS!
and ended up in the doggie emergency room.
OK, OK, so it was only 50 mg, but she is less than 7 pounds so that is a lot! Really...she has no sense of moderation at all!
So the story goes: JL and I had decided to go shopping for a bit after work on Thursday, prior to heading home for the day. Apparently, Chopstar found this entirely unsatisfactory so decided to hurl her small body up onto the dining room chair and then onto the dining room table, where she scrounged around until she found a package of 25 mg rapid release Voltaren and a package of liquid Advil capsules. She then promptly pulled these to the ground and went to work.....luckily she only got to the Voltaren....
When we got home we noticed the situation (she's fallen off the wagon before, but never to this extent!), so we hemmed and hawed, and had a sit down with Chopstar. She looked fine, but she is adept at hiding her habits (i.e., we never see her when she decides to take a poop in the office!) so finally we called poison control! Poor JL - he was a bit embarrassed to call the poison control center and ask about his dog! But being the good man he is, he did it.
Poison control referred us to the vet, who referred us to the emergency vet, who recommended we bring her in for a "look over" which we did.
So then we get to the 24 hour emergency vet....they look her over (she still looks fine to me, by the way, other than not being thrilled when the vet is poking her in the stomach and shining lights in her eyes) and determine that she needs the following treatment:
1. Induced vomiting;
2. Treatment with charcoal to soak up remaining medication;
3. Three days of intravenous drip!; and
4. Special medication to bind to any ulcers forming in her stomach.
She took....
2 ANTI-INFLAMMATORY PILLS!
and ended up in the doggie emergency room.
OK, OK, so it was only 50 mg, but she is less than 7 pounds so that is a lot! Really...she has no sense of moderation at all!
So the story goes: JL and I had decided to go shopping for a bit after work on Thursday, prior to heading home for the day. Apparently, Chopstar found this entirely unsatisfactory so decided to hurl her small body up onto the dining room chair and then onto the dining room table, where she scrounged around until she found a package of 25 mg rapid release Voltaren and a package of liquid Advil capsules. She then promptly pulled these to the ground and went to work.....luckily she only got to the Voltaren....
When we got home we noticed the situation (she's fallen off the wagon before, but never to this extent!), so we hemmed and hawed, and had a sit down with Chopstar. She looked fine, but she is adept at hiding her habits (i.e., we never see her when she decides to take a poop in the office!) so finally we called poison control! Poor JL - he was a bit embarrassed to call the poison control center and ask about his dog! But being the good man he is, he did it.
Poison control referred us to the vet, who referred us to the emergency vet, who recommended we bring her in for a "look over" which we did.
So then we get to the 24 hour emergency vet....they look her over (she still looks fine to me, by the way, other than not being thrilled when the vet is poking her in the stomach and shining lights in her eyes) and determine that she needs the following treatment:
1. Induced vomiting;
2. Treatment with charcoal to soak up remaining medication;
3. Three days of intravenous drip!; and
4. Special medication to bind to any ulcers forming in her stomach.
$900 later, Chopstar comes home.
I then received the following email from JL:
"You know what's really bugging me right now about Chops' Latest Adventure? She will learn NOTHING from this. She will be pissed at us for taking her to the vet, AND she will eat crap off the table still.
Darn Chops!"
So who really hit rock bottom? Me and JL. Rock bottom of our bank account that is!
I then received the following email from JL:
"You know what's really bugging me right now about Chops' Latest Adventure? She will learn NOTHING from this. She will be pissed at us for taking her to the vet, AND she will eat crap off the table still.
Darn Chops!"
So who really hit rock bottom? Me and JL. Rock bottom of our bank account that is!
And doesn't she look so innocent!
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2 comments:
Actually, she doesn't look innocent at ALL to me! Have you considered putting her in counseling, or sending her to rehab??? Love, Deb
giggle. love those damn dogs.
hey! reading your blog made me realize how much I miss hanging out with you WAY WAY WAY back when. I know that will probably never be probable so I am going to get to know you via the blogging world. if you don't mind.
hence this annoying tagging thing I am about to lay on you...
someone else tagged me and told me to tag 5 people and I chose people I felt out of touch with that I wish I knew more about - YOU...
so you get to List 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 surprising facts and then tag 5 other people. Leave a comment for the people you tag so they know they have been tagged. So here it goes:
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