Fenway Needs A Job.....

I must have mentioned the fact that Mr. Fenway Underfoot Woodard was not "up to par" the last night of our trip.....and many of my friends have responded with a little "worry" about him.

Let's just say that we dog (and cat) lovers are very sensitive to when our four-footed-family-members start to act sick. For Fenway that started the last night of our RV trip when (in the dark) I got up at 11:30 pm and stepped in something "interesting". After cleaning up what Fenway tossed up we went back to sleep....until 2:30 a.m. Sunday when we woke to another and much more "extensive" lose-your-lunch-adventure. Small space, dog bed a mess, clean up as best you can, make a new bed out of folded towels or whatever you can find and fall back into bed. 

We woke Sunday morning to head for home around Chicago and he still wasn't feeling well....no interest in breakfast and every time he drank even a little water it "came up" within about two minutes. So add to the traffic and the bumps the worry about the little guy in the back who feels sick and just contributed his last water to the blanket on my bed.

Things did not improve after getting home. We confined him to our bedroom with tarps and towels all over the carpeting.....and he just lay on the floor and shivered. Every time he would have even two or three licks of water....up it came. So about 6:00 p.m. we decided to take him to the emergency vet nearby. Two hours later we were home. The doctor gave Fenway a shot for nausea, a shot for pain in his stomach and subcutaneous fluid injection for hydration. The office gave us a bill for $240+. (Thus he needs a job!)

We all slept all night....Fenway acting like he was "tripping" on the drugs. Today he seems better and is keeping everything in his stomach where it should be. Our regular vet called to say we should watch him for a few days and keep him posted. Maybe he ate something wierd while we were not watching (I don't see how) or maybe the nausea is a symptom of something "else". Hmmmmm.....

Anyway - I appreciate my friends who read this littlel blog expressing their concern. Mr. Fenway is a huge part of our family and even though he just turned 12 we are hoping for more years of laughter-due-to-dog-silliness ahead.

Dog lovers (and cat) will understand.....