So... poor Emma. She wakes up this morning and sad to say this is the second night and morning of her throwing up and sneezing and wheezing and feeling all out horrible. So now I'm thinking, more than a hairball. And think... call the vet. But, of course, the vet's not open on the weekends which lands me at the Emergency Veterinary Hospital. Wow!! Like the emergency room for pets.... So poor Emma gets subcutaneous fluids and injectable antibiotics because the oral meds might upset her tummy further. And she's in lock down without food or water for four hours. After that I can give her fluids to see if she can keep that down followed by a small amount of food. Then back to the hospital to get her temp checked at 9:00 p.m. (And man does she hate that!!) All this you say for a furry little friend? Yep, I'm a sucker for the little fur ball... I do love her. Ah, c'mon, you'd do the same, right??!!
poor poor baby! :(
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