FoodLady Chronicles – Fuck-it, I stole a dog Edition:
So the home of FoodLady is now down $175 due to an incredibly stressful visit to the vet with NotMyDog. NotMyDog is a sweet dog that Herbert (my dog) has known since he was a wee widdle Werbert of epic cuteness. NotMyDog has had a rough life…in her short 3 years she has survived parvo, a stray dog attack, and worst of all – passive neglect. As long as she had food and water and looked healthy I didn’t feel I could step in but now, now she looks like hell. I could count her vertebrae and every rib. The other two dogs with her looked fine and I knew food was available but she was dying and I couldn’t take it anymore. She has always been a wiley little thing and in the past I could never coax her into my car even with food but today was different. With absolutely no coaxing she hopped right in and curled up into a little ball. I held her flea and tick infested body on the way to the vet and at the vet I had to hold her down and muzzle her to get blood and give shots. Diagnosis was heartworms, bowel infection, and starvation due to said bowel infection but with proper care and a whole bunch of meds to be given over the next couple of weeks her prognosis is good. She is segregated from the healthy pups with a comfy spot, food & water and is sleeping hard night now. Poor NotMyDog…I hope you feel better soon.
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