It wasn't a wild night out on the town but we were out and it was night! Husband Bob and I looked in on Annie and her family before bedtime and the little brown puppy was pooping blood. I'll spare the details, but we knew that wasn't good. We called the vet and after just a few questions, Dr. Vinson said to meet her at the clinic. With Little Girl and stool samples from Annie and her in tow, off we went. Tests indicated the puppy doesn't have parvo so that was wonderful! Three week old puppies usually can't survive parvo. Further tests indicated Annie is "saturated" with hook worms and whipworms and the parasites were passed to the babies through nursing. Last night the poor little puppy was poked, prodded, injected and treated for dehydration. The vet said it was good we acted quickly and she's hopeful everyone will come through. Our house has taken on the appearance of a pharmacy - puppy formula, lots of syringes, antibiotics and worming medication for Annie and eight puppies.
The last time I wrote, Husband Bob had brought home a lost lab. What a tornado he turned out to be! Had we had to keep him, his name would have been Chaos! What a sweet, lovable dose of busy!
Today promises to be beautiful weather for the end of January. It will be a perfect day for Jas, Maggie, Brandy and Pennie to run, explore and sniff butts at the dog park.
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