Roxie

Well I got Roxie well, no thanks to the world renowned Texas A&M Vet School.  I gave her left over Flagyl from Duncan when he last has a stomach problem.  Cleared her right up.  She is a cutie.  She is sassy.  Neither Honey nor Loki mess with her.  She is afraid of nothing.  And as soon as my son shows me how to get into my pictures on Linux, I will post pictures of Roxie and Loki.  But being the computer illiterate that I am, I don't know how to do this. 

Continunig with Roxie

So I start her with the panicure.  Absolutely no improvement.  I dig around in the animal's medicine chest and there is a bottle of antibiotics that the vet had given me for Duncan when he has his last bout with stomach bacteria.  I started Roxie on that and I had immediate improvement.  I finished with three days of that and she is her old self.  I will never, ever return to the Vet Clinic at Texas A&M.  It was an absolute rip off.  And I find that disgusting.  Fecal culture takes 15 minutes.  They left Roxie to suffer.  They wanted to keep her so they could give her iv fluids.  They were using my poor baby as a guinea pig.  They would have hooked her up to iv's and studied her.  This is beyond unethical.  Way beyond.  From now own I will drive the 30 miles to another vet that puts the animal first.  The state of Texas is out to cheat your eyeballs out and if they have to kill your pet to do so, they will. 

Roxie is so much better, but she is still going to go to her vet for a checkup.

Rough Christmas

Well, I had my usual Christmas.  I have gotten to where I really dread the Christmas season.  My family always has bad things happen then.  And this year was no different.  I came down with the flu the week, exactly a week, before Christmas day.  The day I came down with the flu, Roxie came down with a stomach bacteria.  She had such severe diarrhea.  Her little butt was so sore she screamed when she went to the bathroom.  I endured this trying without success to stop it.  Pumpkin.  Nope.  So I made her food.  Chicken and boiled white rice.  Nope.  So on Friday night, I was scared she had something in her intestinal tract.  I took her to the A&M Small Animal Clinic.  I got there at 8:30 PM.  I left at 2:45AM.  In that time, they first did a parvo test.  She has had two parvo shots since she came to me two months ago.  Of course it was negative.  She was examined.  The doctor thinks she has parasites.  I am argueing that nope, take an x-ray and if there is no obstruction in her intestinal tract, then she has a stomach virus or bacteria.  I want a fecal culture.  X-ray finally gets done.  There is nothing there.  But there is a spot the doctor is not sure of.  She wants the radiologist to read it.  I'm looking right at the x-ray.  There is nothing.  So ok have the radiologist read it.  Do a fecal culture.  Well, at 2:30, they bring me Roxie with 6 cans of prescription dog food, 5 packets of panicure and a bunch of packets of probiotics.  Probiotics do nothing.  And I am sent home with a $629.75 bill and she is still very sick. 

Mty herd

My daughter's dog is staying with me until Christmas.  He is basset hound, pit bull, staffordshire terrier and God knows what else.  He has a very long body and legs at about 8 inches.  And he is a sweetie.  Much sweeter than Roxie.  She is a small dog, 7 pounds, but she is a bully. She gets under Loki and bites his feet and he can't reach her.  She holds her own with Loki, my daughter's dog, and Honey.  If I were them, I would beat her up.  For a little dog, she is a brat.