My weekend was one of those that I don't want to repeat too often. I spent almost 4 hours helping a friend load her butthead of a horse (and another 2.5 hours today). He isn't dangerous or afraid, just incredibly stubborn and difficult. He doesn't give to pressure, but fights it. Actually, in hindsight, that does make him dangerous...yikes. Anyhoo, we have a system going with him so hopefully moving forward we can get him in in a reasonable time frame. I feel bad for my friend as she was hoping to show this summer, but (rightly so, imho) is nervous about getting him somewhere and then not being able to get him home.
Then, on Sunday, my yellow dog decided to give us a scare. Labs are the worst for eating stuff they shouldn't - I'm sure most people know a story about a lab that ate something bad - and was either fine, or cost their owners thousands of dollars...Sophie stole my purse off the kitchen counter, rooted through it and ate and entire big package of tic tac gum. Ugh. Gum is bad for dogs due to the xylitol. We found her 30 mins to an hour after she ate it and had started throwing up. She was lethargic and had a really high heart rate.
Xylitol poisoning can cause blood glucose levels to spike and/or liver damage. Not good. We decided to take her to the vet to get checked out. We got lucky and found a new vet close by that was open on Sundays and didn't charge super high emergency fees.
They tested her blood right away and things were good. They recommended keeping her overnight with IV fluids and monitoring. I have to say this new clinic is great - the care and attention to details was simply amazing. We got a call first thing this morning with an update. Her levels were fine this am as well and after one more test at noon, she would be ok to come home.
|Heading home from the vet. Would totally eat more gum if she found it.|
And since I stayed home today to deal with vet stuff, I was able to help my friend again with trailer loading. After that
fiasco sort of success, she rode Spencer for me and ponied Fred. And I took a picture. Wow - am totally nailing this blogging stuff.
|Around and around. Lots of trotting! And it was a beautiful day!|
Fred and Spencer were both great. Spencer was puffing a bit since he hasn't been worked in about 9 months. Fred is a bit of a big slug - admittedly, it is a big red bus to get moving. lol
Oh, and the best weird news of the long weekend? My doctor called with my x-ray results. I did indeed fracture my fibula (outside leg bone) down near the ankle! F*** me! It is showing as mostly healed now, but with a lot of swelling. I have to see a sports medicine Dr next to see if there is anything else to be done with it, or if it will just take time. I'm totally kicking myself for not getting an x-ray during the first week - damn you hindsight - but I trusted the ER doc that I saw and thought it was just a sprain. Live and learn, folks. And trust your instincts if something doesn't feel right!