Thursday, February 5, 2009
*************UPDATED 2/5/09****************** Elly Mae is back to her old tricks: Running, playing, being nosy and licking us to absolute giddiness :) THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR SWEET CONCERN AND ADVICE! (we're totally stocking our freezer with Pedialyte stuff :)
I headed home in a hurry when I heard Dan's voice I don't think Elly's feeling well, she doesn't look right -- She'd been acting sluggish after a long day with Daddy running back and forth from the barn to the house -- She loves it outside and enjoys teasing her 3 older and much larger brothers and sister, Ginger, Petey and Rebel -- I pulled in the driveway and found her lying on the back porch, picked her up and she immediately started wiggling and licking my face, but not nearly with the excitement she usually exerts --
When I put her down, she let out a serious poo (yeah) and I thought Well, that's all she needed until 15 minutes later when she ran to the door again, I let her out and... she went again, although this time, nothing but liquid -- Not good. She wouldn't eat any food and was acting very sluggish -- I'd already promised myself when I first got her that I would not be one of those overreacting puppy mom's that whisked her baby away to the doctor at the very slightest sign of a sniffle... not me. It wasn't 15 minutes later she was at the door again, looking all too anxious to go back into the cold -- Of course I let her out and now D and I are watching her every move -- As she started to go and wiggle forward I hear D say It looks like... um, Salsa?
Would you believe it if I told you this precious muffkin was pooping things out of her rear end that scared me to the point of calling the animal hospital 3 times and my mom because she had 5 children and would clearly know what to do, right? Wrong. The hospital's response: You need to bring her in right away (have I mentioned I live in Nowhere, NC?) -- Mom's response: She's so small... she could die of dehydration! Now that I was feeling better (et, hem) my motherly instincts kick in and I'm scrambling to make her feel better -- Bread, crackers, anything to dry up the diarrhea -- This. did. not. help. -- In fact, she threw up 4 times... Twice on D. Yeah. That's what I said.
The new and very concerned, not to mention confused, parents of this 3 lb. / 10 w/o puppy sat up until 2 a.m. nursing her apple juice for fear of dehydration -- She finally conked out for good and we put her crate right next to my side of the bed so not to miss even a shaking of the head... poor thing -- Thankfully, she woke up this morning hungry and acting like her old self again... D said to her Elly, did you know you were sick as a dog last night? Corny, maybe... but he was the best daddy taking good care of her -- Who knew having a puppy would bring out all the same fears and anxieties as having your own child -- wow.