September 09, 2003

Ouch

Yesterday was quite the scary day here at Casa del Dork. It involved a trip to the puppy emergency room and a possibility of a life threatening problem. It all worked out in the end, though.

I'll spare you the disgusting details and just give you a quick description. At some point in the last few days Kimbro hoovered up a twig. Normally, this is not a big deal, and Ali has several stories of dogs eating and passing the damndest things. In this case, however, it didn't quite work like that. In fact, said twig got stuck on the way out, causing Kimbro no small amount of discomfort.

The cause(the twig) wasn't readily apparent to the eye, leading the vets to make a preliminary diagnosis that was grim indeed, and required surgery to attempt to fix. While the hospital was waiting for the surgeon to arrive, Ali and I were burning up the phone lines getting in touch with CCI and their in-house vet.

When the surgeon arrived, she did a thorough exam (ouch) and found the twig. It was removed without surgery, and everything seems to be getting back to normal. He stayed at the hospital overnight, and we picked him up this morning. The check-up is on Friday, and then we'll learn if we're out of the woods.

He's got some meds he has to take, and an elizabethan collar to give the cats something to feel superior about. A long and scary day is over, and it's nap time once more.

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