Sunday went by pretty much exactly the same at Saturday went. Same signs that something was wrong but we have no idea what exactly. My mom came over on Monday morning to work with me (we have an online family business and work out of my home) and we were very surprised an concerned about Fuzzy's reaction. Every time my mom comes over Fuzzy goes bonkers... she will squeal and jump up and leap all over her, licking her face everywhere. Every time. But this morning she came a few steps toward the door to see who it was and then went right back into her car carrier (where she loves to sleep). In this moment we both looked at each other, worried... she told me to go ahead and take her to the vet right away. She hadn't been to the vet since her shots last year and I was not impressed with that vet at all, so I decided I would take her somewhere else that was recommended by a friend.
When we arrived, I explained her symptoms, feeling a little silly that the biggest symptom was "she just isn't herself." But they were concerned as well. They did an exam, a fecal analysis, electrolyte panel, complete bloodwork, test for various conditions... everything coming up all good. I told them I didn't think she had been drinking much, but then again, she was never a dog that drank very often. So they gave her some fluid via IV and a vitamin shot and said we'd see if that perked her up a bit... maybe she was just a little dehydrated. I didn't think that was it, but the doctor said that there wasn't much else she could do at this point since they couldn't find out what was wrong. So I took her home. For the rest of the day she seemed pretty much the same. Not really worse but not better.
Monday, May 4, 2009
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