Millie mess

Another evening storm, more hail damage, not too serious in our part of town. And no, we are not done yet. More to come, tomorrow.

This morning would have been a brilliant one -- partly cloudy. lovely mild temperatures, perfect for outdoor anything. Except this is not how our morning unfolded.

Millie was sick during the night. I had to take her outside and clean up her crate. During our nocturnal stroll, we heard the bark of a coyote. Do they go after small pups if they are with their humans? This I do not know. In any case, our walk was not long. 

In the morning, I see that she has been sick again. More clean up, a stroll outside, no breakfast for her -- she's not eating.

I do my own, by myself. She's resting on the couch.

I can surely tell when a dog is sick and Millie is most definitely sick. But with what? Back to the clinic we go. And yes, she is dehydrated. And feverish. They attend to that and give her some anti nausea meds and suggest some baby food which she does manage to lick up some at the clinic. At home, she just wants to rest. They call and ask for some samples. We drive back to deliver those. And again, at home, she rests. Ed comes over for a brief visit (and helps me install a carrier on my bike). Millie rests.

(On the upside, she is easy to comb today!)

 

 

When I was at the vet's, I asked -- do we want to talk about how often this pup urinates? She said -- yes, but perhaps on another visit as it is unrelated to her problem now.

I have to marvel at how many "problems" I bring to this clinic. So many healthy, happy dogs out there. Mine is high on the happiness scale, but the health issues have been with her from day one. Maybe, just maybe it's all transitional and she'll bounce back like the little kangaroo that she is.

 

 

 

I take her with me to pick up the kids, grateful that I have a luxurious car seat in the back for her. She'll have been using it a lot today!

At Sparrow's house, I keep her on my lap. Not that she asks to go anywhere at all. She sleeps. And then we go for Snowdrop. I tell the kids to be gentle with her today, but then, they're always gentle with her. And adoring...

I've kept the owner of Millie's mommy informed about her progress and he has been "sick with worry" about her. I guess if she were with some stranger, under the care of unknown to me clinic, I'd be mightily concerned as well. And indeed, at night, when I found her in her various puddles, I was stressed. But, on this warm spring day, with the care that she is receiving, I'm totally convinced that she'll pull through just fine.

Hey, no storms tonight! Tomorrow, on the other hand...

with so much love...