Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Puppy speed

Puppies seem to come with two speeds, ON and off. Mo's ON is ON ON ON ON ON. He will happily relocate garden hoses,


oak leaves,

furniture,

and dirt.


Only rarely, and with much resistance, does he rest.



Unfortunately, his zest for new adventures outstrips his survival instinct. In the first few weeks he was with us, we found him chewing a piece of glass, nibbling walnuts (the squirrels were working the tree out back), sampling weird mushrooms that sprang up in the yard when it rained, and - here's the best one - eating a pill Nubie left in his bowl.

So...two nights before the "meet the puppy" visit with our regular vet, there we were with the vet on call, presenting a puppy who may have eaten one of three different meds, all of which are prescribed to a ~16 pound dog, not a 6 pounds and change puppy. By the way, have you ever tried to weigh a rambunctious puppy on a plate on a kitchen scale? Because really, this is the definition of good times.

But I digress. According to the super nice on-call vet, 2 of the 3 meds would be no big deal. But on the off chance it was #3, the blood pressure lowering thing, that would be pretty bad for Mr. Mo. So: vomiting induced, subcutaneous fluids administered, slightly chastened puppy sent home with us, with warnings to watch out for fainting and seizures, and to be prepared for serious sleepiness and possibly upset stomach. We were told to stop and get some tummy settling meds, as he was likely not going to be interested in food for a while.

Well.

Sleepiness lasted for two very cute hours.

Maniacal puppy runs re-commenced right around human bed time.

Stomach? It did not seem to be upset so much as persistently empty. This is AFTER lunch, the hopping lunge at the food bowl.

We might be too old for this. And Nubie is STILL not sure this is a good idea.


2 comments:

  1. Remember dog owners, the first year of dogdom sucks bricks. After that, you'll forget and get another puppy, ad infinitum, ad nauseum.

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  2. Phrodaux here. There is no cure for grief better than the chaos a puppy brings. Between just the joy he has at finding out new things (farts sneak up on you, and you should bark at them), a warm belly laying on your lap, or just how freaking cute he is, I can live with the occasional bout of destruction. Definitely worth it. No brick sucking involved.

    p.s. I think I hear him tipping over the garbage can in the bathroom and have to run.

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