Yeah! He is home!
Ranger was holding food and water down so he was discharged. He still has diarrhea. Hopefully that will pass soon (no pun intended). He still isn't 100%. Ranger remains lethargic and uncomfortable - although he is darn happy to be out of the hospital. He has been glued to my side like a insecure boyfriend since we got home.
Now the waiting to see if the obstruction finally makes its way out. Meaning I am on poop patrol! Joy...I can smell it now *sigh* late night hopping around the backyard (in my nightgown) with a flashlight - trying to find whatever it is this time that caused Ranger's discomfort.
Sure beats surgery, that is for sure!
Keep your fingers crossed the obstruction passes on its own and doesn't block him up again!
Random thought just passed through my maladjusted brain. I don't remember being as fascinated with poop with my children as I am with my dogs.
When changing my kids diapers - it was a quick glance at the color (Green poop? Oh yeah he ate green jello last night) to verify things were normal and quickly toss the evidence in the garbage.
I never would have poked at it with a stick to look for worms, odd swallowed objects or to verify if their food is being digested.
Errr..well other than the time Zach decided to eat three dimes and a nickle on a dare from his older (wiser?) sister - after the x-rays we were watching his excrement closely to verify he returned the proper amount of change. Then there was Jake with the pin worms - ewwww ...Never mind...I take everything I just wrote back.
Kids and dogs...Dogs and Kids. Oh so close by so far away.
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