Poor little Ernie has been so sick the past few days. It started with what appeared to be a sore foot, but within two weeks he became a completely lethargic little dog hobbling around stiffly, howling because he couldn't get down the stairs. We had to carry him to his food dish he hurt so badly. So sad! Poor little guy! I was convinced it was Lyme disease, not because I am a hypocondriac Munchausen by proxy type or anything, but all the evidence appeared to be there: arthitic joints, swollen glands, lethargy, exposed to ticks in Bucks county two months ago during which time his Frontline had been washed out by a bath....even SFG agreed it seemed a likely diagnosis. However, thank god I was wrong, even though the vet didn't know what exactly was wrong with him. Some sort of nasty bug that needed to run its course. She gave him some powerful anti-inflammatory drug and now he's running around with his squeaky chicken leg and chasing Molly into the closet again. Phew!
Happy New Year y'all if I don't write/speak/email/SMS/MMS/fax before then!