I've had tummy problems since early August -- mainly diarrhea poos. Been to the vet lots. Lots of tests and stuff. This week the vet sent me to a different vet that did an ultrasound on my tummy. And my vet sent some of my bloods to a vet far away to see if my pancreas is o.k. My vet thinks I have "inflammatory bowel disease." We're still waiting on the pancreas test to come back, but they gave me some meds to help the diarrheas and we changed my kibble, too.
I had the pukes late last week, but now I'm better. (I actually pukied in my princess tent!) And the meds are helping the poos. I loooove my new kibble, so that makes Mom all happy. And I actually started playing with my toys some again. That made Mom even happier 'cause I haven't played much over the last week. Mom says she misses the sound of my squeakies.
So that's why I haven't posted much lately. I had lots of stuff that I was supposed to tell you about a week ago, but since I got extra sicky, I sorta forgot. I'm gonna catch you up now...
Mom took me to a big park 2 weeks ago. I was SO excited that I just took off. You can tell how excited I was if you look at my back legs -- neither of those paws is on the ground!
Then I spun around so fast I wrapped myself all up in my leash. And just look at those ears flying!
Had a blast at the park, and then Mom had another surprise for me...a trip to a doggie store!
Yes, I was wearing my leash in that pic...it just doesn't look like it. Anyway, you can guess what aisle I headed straight to. I had to check out the TOYS.
I tried to dive right into one of the toy bins, but Mom wouldn't let me. She DID, however, get me the little piggy toy that I was after in that bin! She's such a sucker for my "cute puppy" face!
So that was my trip to the park and the doggie store.
Another day, Mom took me over to visit her friend who has a BIG dog and also a kitty. I love kitties. I really love kitties. This kitty's name is Jingles. I just sat and looked at him.
The big dog who lives there scared me a bit, and so Mom's friend said that I could sit up on the bar in the kitchen to stay away from the big dog. And guess what...Jingles was on the bar!
So I sat and stared at Jingles on the bar for a long, long time. Jingles didn't even really mind me being up there with him. That was so much fun!
I've got a couple of other things to tell you about, but I think I'll do those in other posts 'cause this one is already so long!