I've attempted to post several times this week, only to lay it aside and move on to something else. Do you have those days, when what you start to write just isn't what you want to say? Maybe it is just me but I'd like to keep those who read coming back and strive to have something worth reading waiting for them.
From several posts prior to this, you know we have a pet named Cricket. He got sick last Friday and we've been in a tizzy trying to take care of him, and know what to do. Saturday last week I took him to the Vet who lifted our spirits by saying "he has bronchitis". So with antibiotics given twice a day he should be good to play again.
He really did get better for a couple days, when he tried jumping on the bed and missed. The bed is too tall for him to jump from the floor, so he jumps first into a small rocker close by, then makes the final jump to the bed. But somehow he missed and fell pretty hard on the carpeted floor.
Yesterday he started screaming! I know - dogs tend to bark and whimper - however you just had to be here to understand what I'm telling you. He screamed - blood curdling screams. We weren't touching him, he was just on the floor walking when he stopped and just stood there and screamed. My husband picked him up from the floor, but momentarily he started the pitiful cry again.
What to do? Naturally I count my money, not knowing what a visit to the vet entails. I guess in his case I visualize the worst - thinking they'll have to X-ray.
I'm so glad we took him, Dr. Ward was so gentle and found he had hurt his back when he fell. Poor thing. He got a steriod shot and some prednisone for seven days, and reminds us to keep him quiet when he does feel like playing.
I'm telling you it is just like having a child. He came to us at a time in our lives when we needed him more than we realized. We've become so attached it is difficult to leave him for long periods at a time. I'm sure he is fine, but we aren't!!! Aren't we a sight? Only someone who has a pet could understand what I'm saying. The rest of you will just have to laugh at me and move on. Just be sure to come again when I have something else to talk about.
Until then, Cricket and I are going to rest.
Grammyof13
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4 comments:
So sorry to hear about your dog getting hurt. My daughter just lost her dog this weekend. He died Friday night during the night at the Vet's office. He had been sick for about a week and was on antibiotics because the vet could not find what was wrong with him. He started bleeding internally and was gone in a few hours. We will miss him a lot. She had him for 8 years but I am glad he did not suffer for long. It is amazing how attacked you get to them.
Our pets are like our children, I totally understand. I'm glad he is okay!
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Oh, you know from reading my blog how much I agree with you on the topic of our pets! They are our companions....our loving, forgiving compainions. They are a part of us. I hope your little cricket will stop jumping around and get well! blessings,Kathleen
Hi Dee,
I remember how I disliked dogs and swore we'd never have one in our home. When I finally gave in and let Danny get Sammy my life changed forever. Now I worry contantly about that little Lhasa Apso and I just love him to death. He warmed my heart only as as a pet can do.
I'm a convert!
By the way; they tell me that dogs have no souls and don't go to heaven. Well, wherever Sam is going...that's where I want to go.
By the way number two; I'd sure like to see you at the writing group on Friday. We miss you!
Love ya,
arkiedan
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