Please join me in bidding farewell to my good friend, TaiChi.
Alert readers will recall that she took first place in the Bad Sport Group at Mango Minster this year after her amazing entry showing 18 years of unsportsdoglike behavior.
She took great care of her two sissies, Fiona and Abby and will be most missed.
Last Thursday Momma and Master went out who knows where and when they came home around 10 PM, the Mango was not feeling well!
I was pacing and panting and drinking lots of water. Like totally more than a gallon. Slurp, slurp, slurp.
Then when I lay down something hurt me and I cried and cried and cried and got up and paced some more. All over the house, into every corner, pace, pace, drink, drink, cry, cry, oh help me!
My tummy felt awful and when momma pushed on it it hurt! Ouch!
I was worried that I might be getting the bloat and instructed Momma to take me to the emergency room at once!
Thank goodness we have the Tufts Veterinary School just a 30 minute drive from our house and they are open 24x7. When we got there, the doctor person came out and was most distressed by my distress and took me into the back room immediately.
Now Momma did have her camera, but she had to wait out in the lobby. Fortunately, I was able to hack into the security camera network behind the scenes and nab some photos for you of my big adventure in the emergency clinic.
The first thing they did was to photocopy my insides to make sure I did not have the bloat (which I didn't). Here is the actual result.
See? Nothing unusual (although they did notice that I had a most distended and gassy tummy).
Then the vet told me that I had an elevated heart rate.
So I had to have an ultrasound. Maybe I was a bit delirious because the ultrasound kind of freaked me out and I could swear that was no veterinary resident operating the controls.
Finally they said that I was dehydrated and hooked my up to a big old tank of water to lubricate my insides.
After a couple of hours that made me feel much better and I even fell asleep a bit.
Around 1:30 AM I was given permission to go home.
Any of you doggies ever get the IV fluids? Holy crap did I have to pee! As soon as we got outside I pee'd totally forever. Like so long that I kind of fell asleep a little on my feet and then when I woke up I was still pee'ing and started walking around and pee'ing and just couldn't stop.
I was worried that Momma would have to call FEMA to get a flood control team in.
On the way home in the car I was feeling much more relaxed and able to expel some of the noxious gasses which had located themselves in my large and moderately distended belly.
Poor Momma! Her eyes started watering from the fumes.
When we got home I pee'd hugely again, and then again an hour later and then again three hours later! But I was feeling a bit better and finally fell asleep.
Check out the cool wrist band they gave me. Stylin!
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
PSA from Mango Momma
Bloat is a serious, life threatening illness. Read about it here. If you think your dog has bloat, go to the emergency room immediately.
Humorous moment of the night; when I was giving Mango's history I was asked if he drank a lot, pee'd a lot, passed gas, and acted lethargic. To which I replied, "Duh, just since he was six months old, he's a mastiff for goodness sake."