This is the number to Animal Poison Control…
Yesterday was a beautiful Sunday. We enjoyed an outdoor family lunch at Mac’s (a biker bar with delicious BBQ, but unfortunately not the best service).
The collard greens were worth being chased around by bees for. I don’t know how they season them, but they are amazing.
Since the weather was perfect and the trees were in their peak leaf changing stage, we decided to stay outdoors for a while longer and spend some time at the local park. There is a dog park there, which Koda hadn’t seen in ages.
She was a happy pup!
Spending the day outside with my little family warmed my heart. We played in the dog park, then took a long walk alongside the water.
All in all, you could call it a perfect fall Sunday.
We got home in time for Hubbs to do a little yard work before dinner. Hubbs and Koda headed outside while I stayed inside to play with Hailey, who has become fascinated with books.
About an hour later, Hubbs came in, bathed Koda and settled in on the couch while I got to work on dinner.
…then Koda started making funny huffing noises.
It sounded similar to allergies and I figured it was because of all of our outdoor time.
But these noises got more intense, then she stopped and threw up all over the floor.
It was black. At one glance Hubbs knew why.
He had spilled some in the driveway and apparently Koda had gotten into it. I rushed her outside, and she threw up twice more on her short walk over to the door.
The poor pup was shaken up and her back left paw started dragging when she walked. I started to freak out. We called the vet who referred us to animal poison control. I gave Koda a bit more food and water while Hubbs called. She still was dragging her paw and I was getting scared and upset. Hailey started screaming while we poured some hydrogen peroxide down Koda’s throat to make her throw up again. I wanted all the fertilizer out.
I grabbed Hailey and tried to comfort her, while I was a mess myself. Hubbs was on the phone with poison control answering questions. Minutes felt like hours as I held my crying baby and watched my fur baby throw up again and shake.
After what felt like forever, Koda appeared to have cleared all the fertilizer out of her system, though she was still acting a little off and shaken up. The poison control lady, who was helpful and thorough, assured us that she should be OK if she stopped throwing up and that this particular brand of fertilizer shouldn’t cause any neurological damage, so the paw dragging was unrelated. By then Koda had stopped dragging it, but it still was a very odd occurrence. Was it from a cramp? Dehydration? All that mattered is that she had stopped.
We curled up on the couch and I gave my exhausted fur baby extra love. I felt so guilty. Lately I’ve snapped at her more than I should, like when she barks at the FedEx guy while Hailey is sleeping. I haven’t given her enough credit for what an amazing and loving pup she is. I haven’t given her enough ear rubs and snuggles. And sadly, it took this little incident for me to remember how important she is to our family and how much I love those long ears and goofy grin.
I was up all night long, listening to Koda to make sure she was breathing and doing OK. She needed extra water and a little bit of food. I gave her a little extra love, too.
So even though I sit here typing at 6:00 am completely exhausted, I’m so grateful.
Grateful that Koda is doing just fine.
Grateful for my sweet, healthy family of four.
Grateful that it only took a scare and not a tragedy for me to realize what I have.
…you dog owners will understand.
What are you grateful for today?