Ruff, instead of rough, get it? Yesterday after we got home from the Vet, Katie had some...tummy troubles. You know Aunt Pat heard Katie's tummy rumbling a lot yesterday, and she didn't want to eat. Well, when Aunt Pat got home from her appointment, she found a surprise on the dining room carpet...actually several surprises in the dining room, then later on the family room rug and on one of the rugs in the laundry room, as Katie headed for the door to go out. Needless to say, Katie was pooped out in more ways than one. Aunt Pat called the Vet to let them know what was going on, and she picked up more of the same antibiotic that she had when she went to the Emergency Vet on Labor Day weekend.
Aunt Pat didn't think Katie would eat, let alone take the pill, but Katie surprised all of us. Me, especially. Katie took a biskee from Aunt Pat's hand and ate it! It was supposed to be mine, but Aunt Pat bent down for something and Katie snatched it out of her hand. I wasn't upset, though. Aunt Pat got another one from the cupboard and gave it to me. She gave Katie some of her bland diet prescribed by the Emergency Vet, and a little of the deli turkey we all like. Katie scarfed that down quickly and looked like she wanted more! She's been fine today, even doing the scrounging for leftovers on the kitchen floor after Aunt Pat made herself dinner. I had to get in on the excitement today. I threw up this morning, but I felt fine afterwards and even asked for more biskees. I probably ate too much grass again. A girl needs her fiber, but I guess you can get too much of a good thing.
Chloe has been a little lost dog today...well, we all have. See, Daddy and Aunt Pat already had scheduled someone to come out to clean the furniture in the living room and family room sofa...where I like to lay down. Since Katie and I got the rug in several spots, he had them clean the rugs also. Well, the furniture has been damp all day! Too damp for us to get on. Chloe was able to cuddle with Aunt Pat in her recliner, but she hasn't had her fill of tummy rubs like she's used to. Since it's getting late in the day, and the sofa and loveseat in the living room are still damp, Daddy suggested moving the dog bed out of the family room up to Aunt Pat's den, so we'd all be together, and have somewhere else to sleep besides the sofas. Aunt Pat found a biskee Chloe stashed up here and gave it to her. Lucky girl. I should've stepped forward first, but I wasn't fast enough. Here I'm trying out the dog bed to make sure it's going to be comfortable.
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