Can’t Buy A Break

I am starting to feel like David Kanigan, one of my blogging heroes.  Just recently, I teased DK that he allows himself to get into crazy situations, simply to have something to write about on his blog.

He did not deny my accusation.

 

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Normal Martha

Last night, we were quietly celebrating Megan’s discharge from the hospital and my wife’s birthday, which is today. It was 9pm and we were just getting around to eating when someone noticed that Martha’s face looked a little swollen.

 

Indeed it did and being the responsible pet owner/babysitter I am, proceeded to place two, 25mg Benedryl caplets in a folded piece of yellow American cheese and gave Martha a “treat.”

An hour and a half later (10:30pm) I was driving down I-20 towards The Augusta Emergency Animal Clinic with a lean Chow -mix that now resembled a plump, red, Char-Pei.

 

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Martha last night. 

As we arrive, the entrance is covered in blood (not much of an exaggeration. I wish I thought to take a photo) and Martha gives me that “I don’t care how sick I am, but I’m not going in there” look. Well, it is the only emergency vet in the area and they were having a whopper of a night.  I was talking to the owner of the bleeding dog and the dog survived its encounter with another dog.  There were some mighty interesting characters that made their way through those doors for the hour and a half we were there and I’m sure they thought the same about Martha and me.

 

Martha was not her “little miss personality” self and had to be muzzled by the staff as they gave her an injection of Decadron and some Hydroxyzine pills to take home.

Additionally, when she gets stressed, her anal glands go into overdrive. If you don’t know what that means, lucky you.

So off we went, back into the rainy, dark night for the 35-minute drive home, arriving at 0128hrs. (1:28 am).

Who needs sleep?

 

About Ray V.

Living between Aiken & Charleston,, South Carolina, USA, I like to share what I am looking at, thinking about or listening to. I refer to this as the view out my window. Thanks for stopping by.
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14 Responses to Can’t Buy A Break

  1. P & J says:

    Oh my goodness….what next? We are afraid to go out of town for fear of what might be written on the next blog!!! Be safe. Keeping everyone in our prayers. Please do the same. 🙂

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  2. Writer Lori says:

    Boy, when it rains, it pours, Ray. What happened to poor Martha–did she eat a Bumblebee? And anal glands expressing in the enclosed space of the car…ugh! That odor is like no other…. peeeee yeeeewwwwww…

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  3. Claudia says:

    I love David Kanigan’s stories and I love yours! I sometimes wonder if I live such a dull life as I don’t have many stories like that to share, but hey….considering the madness that ensued for a bit … I’m glad I don’t!

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  4. feistyfroggy says:

    I hope all of you are feeling better now!

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  5. Live & Learn says:

    Wow. Poor thing! Is she ok today?

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  6. Happy birthday to your MRS, and I hope all of your peoples and pets are still healing well.

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  7. Debra says:

    Oh my goodness! How distressing…for you AND for Martha! Our Zena is a chow mix, and I can see a little resemblance–in the first photo, not the second! 🙂 You are going to need a vacation, Ray, unless you’re a little afraid of what’s waiting around the corner! Hope this is the end of a series of events and you and your family can get some rest!

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