Barry already wrote about how he ate some pieces of a blanket and had to spend two whole days getting IV fluids. He's all better now, but he has to take antibiotics, and also Mom is supposed to soak his kibble and make it all soggy before he eats it. She has to do this for a week or so.
Meanwhile, Nicky had some bloodwork done last week to find out why he is so grumpy and maybe also why he has diarrhea all the time. When the test results came back from the lab, it turned out that the numbers that have to do with Nicky's liver were really high. So now Dr. Griswold is going to try to discover what is making those number be so high. She talked to a special doctor called an internist, and that doctor said to start by testing for leptospirosis, so that is what the lab is doing with the leftover blood from Nicky's first tests. Mom was shocked to learn that the test for leptospirosis costs $129, which she had to pay for at the same time she was paying for all of Barry's x-rays and IV fluids and stuff, so after she paid for everything, she felt really broke.
Well, as if all that liver stuff weren't enough, Nicky fell down and skinned up both of his back legs pretty bad on Friday. And the way it happened was that Mom took him to Dr. Griswold's office to check the scratch on his eyeball, which he got the week before, and Dr. Griswold said it was pretty much all healed up. Then when Mom was trying to get Nicky back in the car to bring him home, he didn't want to go in there, so she was trying to get him in by lifting up his front end and then boosting his back end up. This trick has worked pretty well in the past, but this time, somehow Nicky slipped and he fell down and scraped his hind legs on the parking lot and landed on his back.
|This was a $15 tube of eye ointment for Nicky |
that got chewed up somehow. Mom thinks I did it,
but I'm not talking until I have a lawyer present!
Nicky still sort of lets me sleep with him, but a lot of times he growls at me, so I go find someplace else to sleep. Mom has been putting a nice, cushy little dogbed out for me to sleep on, except that yesterday morning while Mom was feeding the cats, I ripped the bed open and started pulling out the stuffing. I had lots of fun doing this, but Mom was Really Annoyed because she had only just mended the bed last week on her new sewing machine, but this time I tore it up so cleverly that Mom did not think it could be mended again. So she threw it in the trash.