They look so giddy, don't they?
We left Colson home to monitor Big Ole' Nasty Dog.
This morning, I adjusted Big Ole' Nasty Dogs bedding by making it bigger. The egg crate mattress turned out to be perfect for him. He even got a linen change.
He was still so mopey. Not drinking, not eating, not urinating. I put a call into the vet's office.
Here was the advice:
- #1) don't worry about him drinking. He received a lot of IV fluids yesterday;
- #2) if his appetite is still poor, try one part chicken to two parts white rice;
- #3) because he's in the 'elderly' category, it takes 24-48 hours for them to fully wake from anesthesia. Give him more time.
That's what I did.
Around 4 pm, he was on his feet. I fed him a whole can of Alpo. One spoonful at a time. Literally. Along with a lot of praise after each bite.
For dinner, he ate one part chicken, two parts rice. In a bowl, held up to his lips.
To encourage him to drink: I held a small coffee cup of water so he could take four laps. Then he was finished.
This is how we give him pain meds and his antibiotics. We let him lick a spoon of peanut butter with the pills hidden inside.
In the meantime, I think while the dog is recovering, this young man is in for a big tour of our small town.
Nurse and Hostess signing off now
from Whippoorwill Road,