Zuzu…
has bloody diarrhea. Probably only because it is Father’s Day. Yes, Emily threw up on me for Mother’s Day, and Zuzu has diarrhea all over the kitchen for Father’s Day. We came home late last night to find the poor thing sitting in her kennel with it. EWWWWWWW. So, at 1:30am, I was giving a dog a bath. Only for her to have another accident in the kitchen floor 10 minutes later. (note to self, love this dog endlessly for not having any of said accidents on the carpet). So, we’ve made calls to the emergency vet, kept her on a water only diet for the past day, and given her Pepto-Bismal. (WHO KNEW you could give a dog that!) We’ve even had to move her kennel to the bathroom so that if she has another accident, she won’t have to sit in it. (we leave her kennel open and close the bathroom door). She seems to be feeling fine today, but still a little bloody, so we’ll probably have to go in tomorrow. So, why, you ask, does she have this? The most likely answer?
Emily fed her Apple Jacks yesterday.
Oh, and did I mention that I taught Em how to say ‘eeee-vil’ this week? Yeah. Appropriate.
On a lighter note, my hubby still had a fab father’s day because the Wife of the Year, who belongs to him, bought him his very own home-brewing kit. With all the bells and whistles. Yeah, I rock. He got it on Wednesday, and I think he’s just drinking beer so he can have an excuse to save the bottles. He’s too darn cute. But be warned, if you come to our house after the fall, you’ll have to sample Odie’s Special Brew!
