But I have too many animals. I know. I know. You've told me that before. You would think that by 60 I would have learned. You would think. And maybe I am learning but I have three dogs and Kait has two and Kait can't afford vet bills -- so basically -- I have five dogs !
I'm retired. I am no longer "flush with funds".
Kait had to take Trey to the Metro Emergency Animal Hospital yesterday morning. He'd ingested slivers of bone. Blood in his poop, which by the way, was all over the house. He was miserable and clearly in pain.
The Emergency Animal Hospital is open when all the vet offices are closed. Nights -- Sundays. Trey went there Sunday morning and I had to pick him up by 7:30 a.m. Monday to take him to his regular vet.
|Ready to go to his own vet. Note the I.V. line all ready for more fluids.|
So far there's been no surgery. He's passed most of the bits save one that is 2 cm. long. He's in pain as the bits have played havoc with his digestive system.
|Had to take his X-rays to his vet in Eastern Passage.|
The vet is offering him some food in the hope that it might help shift the blockage.
|Part of the invoice from the Metro Emergency vets.|
She'll be calling around 5 p.m. to tell me if he can:
- come home, or
- if I have to take him back to the Emergency vet for continued overnight care, or
- if he requires surgery !
|At Eastern Passage vets.|
To be continued ...