I had a 10:00 a.m. appointment Monday. I let the dogs outside, fed them, and ate my breakfast. I showered, did hair and make-up, and got dressed. As I was walking through the kitchen to leave, I noticed four or five puddles of throw-up. These were no ordinary puddles, either. They were big. Unfortunately, I couldn't hang around to see who the culprit was and I couldn't clean it up, either. I know, that's really nasty, but I couldn't be late for this appointment.
When I got home, the puddles had multiplied. There were now eight or nine. The new ones looked like watery mucous. I quickly figured out Annabelle was the sick one. When the dogs hear a car door close, they immediately run to the side door and begin watching and barking. Annabelle stayed near her crate and didn't move. She sat on the floor and looked pitiful. She was even shivering a little.
After I cuddled Anne for a few minutes, I began the task of cleaning up the den area (this is where the dogs hang out during the day). It was not fun at all. I went through an entire roll of paper towels. Cleaning up the watery mucous puddles was like trying to clean egg white off the floor. It doesn't work. I heated a can of chicken noodle soup to see if Annabelle would drink the broth. She wouldn't even go near the bowl.
I decided to keep an eye on Annabelle to see if she got sick again. If she did, I was going to take her to the vet. In the time it took me to step outside to put the vomit trash bag in the trash can, Annabelle threw up again. Once again, I got to clean up and huge puddle of egg white vomit.
I put a blanket in the front seat of my car and scooped up Annabelle for the trip to the vet. Normally, Anne is all over the car (when she's not in the carrier) and wants to hang out the windows. She curled up in a ball on my front seat and napped. I have heated front seats so I turned that on for her. It took about ten minutes for us to get to the vet. I found out once I got there that the vets all go to lunch at noon. It was 12:05 p.m. I made a 2:30 p.m. appointment and we headed home. Annabelle decided she wanted to sit on my lap for the ride home. She didn't try to look out the window or anything. It was obvious she felt awful.
On the ride back to the vet, she napped on the warm front seat. The vet examined Annabelle very thoroughly and said she suspected food poisioning since Annabelle wasn't running a fever. This seemed odd since Pete wasn't sick and they eat the same food. The vet asked if Annabelle eats stuff off the ground and floor and I said, "My husband and I call her our little vacuum cleaner." She thinks Anne may have eaten something that made her sick. She gave her a shot to help with the nausea and sent us home with some prescription food and probiotics to help restore harmony in her tummy. Once again, she rode in my lap for the ride home.
Annabelle curled up in her crate and slept for a little while. It was obvious she wasn't feeling great, but she did show an interest in some food after a couple of hours. Later that afternoon, she went outside with Pete for a few minutes. She did eat a little more food and a couple of treats last night. This morning, Annabelle seemed to be feeling much better. She ate her food and went outside with Pete, like usual.
I can tell she's feeling much better because her tail is pointed up. It was down, between her legs all day yesterday. I've even gotten a few wags this morning.
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