It's been a rough 36 hours or so for me here. I don't know if I am just upset over the departure of my beloved Suzuki or if I did indeed chew something that is disagreeing with me. After Suzi's departure mom and dad took me to a dog park over in Knoxville. It was a very long ride, about 30 miles away, but we went over anyway. Mom was a little disappointed in it and daddy didn't like it at all - but I played for a while. When we left the park we then went to Pet Smart in search of the dreaded milk thistle [they didn't have it]. I kept looking at the great chews they have but both mommy and daddy were saying "NO!" - Finally they gave in a bought some "Chicken Tender" chews - thinking they were NOT Beef and the package said "digestable". They also got me some chews that are supposed to be good for my teeth and are supposed to be digestable.
When we got home I was pretty tuckered out from the park and the shopping so I just chilled out. Mommy fixed me dinner - yep, she cooked - and then while they were watching TV mommy gave me one of the chicken tenders - As you can imagine I chewed it up fairly quickly and enjoyed every single chew I took.
On Monday morning I wasn't very hungry and refused to eat anything - even yogurt! Mommy noticed that I was just lying in my bed and not playing or irritating her or anything else so those "worry antennae" of hers shot right up. She started coaxing me to eat but I wouldn't have any of it. She went out to check on my poop but didn't find any so she called daddy to see if he had picked it up before leaving and to give her a consistency report. Daddy said "sorry, no poop this morning". Not a good answer for mommy.
So now she thinks she's a vet or something because she starts palpitatting my belly to see if I'd whine - I knew better and I didn't. Then she starts looking at my gums to see if they are pale...they weren't they were pink!!! Thank the lord! She is satisfied that I am not dehydrated so she's not running me to the Vet; but, she's not happy about the no poop thing. She keeps encouraging me to eat but it's not happening - so just keeps cooking different things. Finally she makes an egg smoothie with LACTULOSE and syringes me with it....the lactulose is supposed to make me poop. I just go back to sleep. This goes on for a couple of hours and still no poop. So I get a couple more doses of the lactulose.
Finally around 9:00 I began to feel better, my tummy was churning a bit, so I guess the lactulose was beginning to work. I ate a little kibble and did some running around. Mom and Dad watched the NCAA final [YEAH Carolina] and we all went to bed. When mommy got up this morning first thing was to go out on "poop watch" - and she didn't find anything!!! It's hard to see the watery stuff when it's rained on top of it...but she's determined to make me poop so she gets out the lactulose again. This time it worked!!! And, I didn't even make it outside - that'll teach her!!!!!!
After she and daddy finished breakfast she gathered up all the new chewy treats she had gotten for me and put them in a bag. She then threw away my new bully stick. Then she put on my jacket grabbed the bag of chewy treats and off we went.......to the shelter!!!!! She left all the treats at the shelter for the doggies there - THANK GOODNESS she didn't leave me at the shelter!
She said never, ever, ever again will I get to chew on anything that is good and tasty. I can only have rubber toys and nyla bones and she's not too sure about the nyla bone.
It's not easy being a little dog with an itty bitty, teeny tiny, liver!!!!
Here's a couple of pics from the dog park