Sorry I haven't been on in a while. I've just been so busy with the holidays, and well, this...

Sunday morning I woke up because I could hear Carl throwing up. He does this every once in a while. I thought, it's just one of those doggie things.

So I let Carl out and he went and did his business and then came back in to eat! He walks in the house and I notice he's not really walking on his back left leg. Trying to think positivly I'm like, OK, maybe his leg fell asleep (which happens occasionally).

So I watched him as he snurfled through the kitchen and into the dining room (looking for crumbs) and he just smashed into a chair like he didn't even know it was there. So I take him into my room, still limping, and watch again as he smashes into the wall trying to get through the doorway of my room.

Now I was really worried, and I woke up my parents. My Dad got on the phone trying to find a vet open on Sunday mornings. Carl could barely stand now without me helping him. He would just loose his balance. He also started hyper-salivating (drooling), which he normally does not do.

We finally found a vet who was open. Carl got very perky when we asked him if he wanted to "Go for a ride!". And he walked to the car (still limping, but not really in any "visible" pain).

By the time we got to the vet, Carl was much better, he could stand on his own. The vet played around with Carl's leg a lot, bending it this way and that way and he showed absolutely no sign of pain. We also couldn't figure out the drooling. Very weird.

After about an hour at the vets, Carl was about 80% better, so we decided to take him home without doing any blood tests. But if he got any worse we'd bring him back immediatly.

Carl stopped the drooling within a few hours and was completely back to normal by 3 or 4:00.

We thought and thought about what could have happened. We came up with 2 solutions.

1. The day before he had gotten a new squeaky toy and he played with it for about 2 hours. He didn't tear it open or anything, but could it have been sprayed with something???

2. Also, the night before this happened I was downstairs for about a 1/2 hour bringing Christmas stuff to decorate our tree. Carl invited himself down with me. I couldn't really think of anything he could get into down there, until a friend asked if he could've gotten into decon.

There is some decon in the basement on a very high shelf. If a mouse had kicked some down on the ground, and Carl had eaten just one pellet, it probably is powerful to do that much.

Carl is 100% better now. But, boy did he have me worried. And we have 2 new rules now. No, dogs in the basement, and no mouse poison - anywhere.