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I often hear that things happen for a reason. Originally, I thought that quitting my job and finding out two days later that I'm facing over $600 in vet bills, was Life's way of draining my bank account. I now realize that unless I had quit my job I wouldn't have had the time to care for demondog.
I took him to the vet two weeks ago for routine stuff and to determine why his lip has swollen to massive proportions. The vet decided a biopsy and teeth cleaning would be in order so I had that done yesterday. So far he is doing just fine. Aside from waking up too early after surgery everything went alright. They sedated him again and I was able to pick him up only a few hours later than originally expected.
The ride home was kinda awful. He was so drugged up that he couldn't sit up straight and it was only made worse due to the bumpy road. Add to that a hot day and no A/C. The best part was that he lost control of his bowels. Good times.
Once we got home I had some difficulty getting him out of the jeep. Doped up doggies don't like to jump, it would seem. He spent the next few hours falling over himself and sleeping. Now he's just napping on and off while I play the check-in-every-two-minutes game. In a few days we should get the results of the biopsy and then I get to decide how I'm going to pay for whatever happens next.
On the plus side, I've been offered more hours and possibly a salary at the Fruit. I may also start filling in occasionally for a cigar store. In the mean time I think I'll enjoy my time off. If anyone wants to hang out let me know.
I took him to the vet two weeks ago for routine stuff and to determine why his lip has swollen to massive proportions. The vet decided a biopsy and teeth cleaning would be in order so I had that done yesterday. So far he is doing just fine. Aside from waking up too early after surgery everything went alright. They sedated him again and I was able to pick him up only a few hours later than originally expected.
The ride home was kinda awful. He was so drugged up that he couldn't sit up straight and it was only made worse due to the bumpy road. Add to that a hot day and no A/C. The best part was that he lost control of his bowels. Good times.
Once we got home I had some difficulty getting him out of the jeep. Doped up doggies don't like to jump, it would seem. He spent the next few hours falling over himself and sleeping. Now he's just napping on and off while I play the check-in-every-two-minutes game. In a few days we should get the results of the biopsy and then I get to decide how I'm going to pay for whatever happens next.
On the plus side, I've been offered more hours and possibly a salary at the Fruit. I may also start filling in occasionally for a cigar store. In the mean time I think I'll enjoy my time off. If anyone wants to hang out let me know.