I thought I'd best check in and let you know what is going on. I think I frightened quite a few people this morning when I went to post at For the Love of Dogs to just say good morning.
Helen called me to come quick because Honey had white foam all around her mouth. Then we saw that she had thrown up pile after pile of white foam all over the kitchen, den and out on the deck.And she went and laid in the corner with her head facing the wall. My Honey doesn't do that.
You know me well enough by now to know that any sign of sickness with my animals sends me reeling. I went ahead and called Patsy on her cell phone right after I had made that post and she told me to bring her right over. We feared that she had gotten into something toxic.
Honey did not get sick anymore while we were riding or when we got to Dr. Robinson's office.
Her temperature is normal. Her heart rate is normal. And Patsy said her lungs sound clear and her heart sounds good, too. But, she looked in her throat and it is raw and phlegmy (sp?). There is no way to know if the throwing up caused that or if she threw up because of that. I think I counted 9 piles of that white foam in the house and outside. Dr. Robinson wasn't there yet, but I trust Patsy, completely, since she is his right hand lady.
Patsy asked me to leave her with them so that Dr. Robinson can check her over and they can watch her this morning, and they put her up at the front desk area so she didn't have to go in a cage. She did look at me very sadly when I walked out the door, not liking the fact that I was leaving at all. Poor little girl was confused, but I'll feel better knowing that they are watching her while I work, instead of leaving her at home. Her guardian angels, Lilly and Zipper , are watching over her from their spots of honor on the wall behind that desk, where both of them spent so much time when they were sick.
They are supposed to call me after a while, so I'll check in as soon as I can.
I was already on edge this morning because Helen and I couldn't find Butter anywhere. I knew he came inside last night, but there was no sign of him anywhere. Usually he is in our faces, first thing in the morning, wanting to eat and go outside. I was about to freak out about that when we realized that Honey was so sick. I started calling him inside and outside as soon as I came in from the vet, all the while just knowing I was going to find him dead somewhere in the yard, a victim of a coyote attack. I know, I'm paranoid. When I came back in the house, not finding him, I heard his little bell and he was strolling down the stairs looking at me like I was crazy and wondering why in the world I disturbed his slumber.We have had a long talk about scaring Mama unnecessarily.
I think I need to go back to bed and start this day over!
I am not as scared as I was earlier, but I will be on edge until they call me. I'll let you guys know when I know what is going on.
Logan
I edited my title because it wasn't her tummy after all!
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