Annie Milliron
Alpha Goddess
Last week, I stocked up on food. At the time, I brought one bag into the house, and left the other in the van. However, when it came time to go to obedience class, I had to remove it from Cora & Kira's eager mouths!!!
Anyhoo... I put the bag on the porch, and promptly forgot it! It survived there for a couple of days before the racoons discovered it. They tore into it on Saturday night, leaving food on the floor, and a big hole in the bag.
Cora discovered it Sunday morning. She was outside forever... and we now know she was basically in hog heaven, gorging herself on the food as if she were at an "ALL YOU CAN EAT BUFFET".
I was a little worried about it... and became increasingly more so when she became very quiet Sunday evening. Early Monday morning, I took her outside, and she had a bad case of "the runs". I gave her an immodium (which my Vet has suggested) and merrily went off to work. Well, not merrily, because it was MONDAY afterall.
Upon returning home, we discovered that the poor girl had vomited hours before. She managed to stay out of it, how, I'll never know. She was really sluggish all night long, and had more diahreah later that evening. I was worried that she had gotten sick from the racoons.
I stayed home on Tuesdsay morning and took her to the vet. The Vet felt that she had just overeaten, and that her tummy was just really upset. She got a shot, and some pills, and is on a bland (egg & rice) diet.
What I'm most upset about is that I paniced. I was sure that it was something..... much more horrible. Do any of you do that? Russell just laughed at me.
I guess after losing Sadie so suddenly in March, I'm just gun-shy.
Annie
Anyhoo... I put the bag on the porch, and promptly forgot it! It survived there for a couple of days before the racoons discovered it. They tore into it on Saturday night, leaving food on the floor, and a big hole in the bag.
Cora discovered it Sunday morning. She was outside forever... and we now know she was basically in hog heaven, gorging herself on the food as if she were at an "ALL YOU CAN EAT BUFFET".
I was a little worried about it... and became increasingly more so when she became very quiet Sunday evening. Early Monday morning, I took her outside, and she had a bad case of "the runs". I gave her an immodium (which my Vet has suggested) and merrily went off to work. Well, not merrily, because it was MONDAY afterall.
Upon returning home, we discovered that the poor girl had vomited hours before. She managed to stay out of it, how, I'll never know. She was really sluggish all night long, and had more diahreah later that evening. I was worried that she had gotten sick from the racoons.
I stayed home on Tuesdsay morning and took her to the vet. The Vet felt that she had just overeaten, and that her tummy was just really upset. She got a shot, and some pills, and is on a bland (egg & rice) diet.
What I'm most upset about is that I paniced. I was sure that it was something..... much more horrible. Do any of you do that? Russell just laughed at me.
I guess after losing Sadie so suddenly in March, I'm just gun-shy.
Annie
