Hi everyone. It's Bernie coming to you from roasting hot Silver Spring (the "spring" has long dried up, I think). Anyway, there was some hound-induced drama at the end of the week, when I caught a nasty bug--probably from something I ate at the park during my long grazing sprees. The humans think I'm part cow, but I do not want to contemplate the further implications of that analogy. Anyway, I got sick and then became really lethargic. I was promptly whisked to the v-e-t, where the techs loved on me while giving me fluids and medicine. You should have heard them in the back--"he's part cocker spaniel--can you believe that???" Yes dear vet-techs, DNA does not lie.
Even E-kitty was worried about me and had a sympathy hairball (the human was thrilled).
Anyway, one of the humans stayed home with me on Friday and was very worried since I just lay there not moving. After shoving another pill down my throat, I started to get better and managed to eat some chicken and rice. Later on in the afternoon, I got up and had a good bark at the fed-ex man, so it was clear that I was on the mend. Anyway, later on Friday evening, the humans discovered why it had taken a while for me to get better--I had spat my first pill out on the sofa and hid it (yuck!). We hounds are very smart indeed. In fact, I'm so smart that I'm refusing to eat my kibble--the chicken and rice was YUM! The humans are NOT amused.
Anyway, I advise my fellow hounds to be careful about what they eat outside.
Bernie, pill-spitter-upper extraordinaire
3 comments:
That must have been very scary for all of you, Bernie. I'm so glad you're on the mend now. Please, please take care of yourself from here on in.
wags, Lola
Glad you are on the mend. Never fun to feel sick and it scares the humans a lot.
Bernie, hope you're all better now. Are they still cooking gourmet rice & chicken dinners for you? Stay well!
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