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Home again...
Jan. 31st, 2006 02:58 pmI have a pretty princess Penny here at home, sitting on my cutting table grooming herself and purring like mad. It was an expensive venture but they allowed me to divide it into two payments, thank gods. I'm still further impressed with this Veterinary clinic and this Vet.
When I got there, they told me the doctor wanted to talk to me and showed me into one of the exam rooms. Pretty soon, a young lady in a lab coat popped in, left a can of food and a small bowl and said she'd be right back. Turned out to be the assistant (whose name I unfortunately didn't catch.) The doctor popped in and introduced himself, shook my hand and said he'd be right back, that he had six puppies to vaccinate. And sure enough, I could hear a little "yipe!" one after another from next door.
Then the assistant came back in and showed me how to 'force feed' her by watering down some of the canned food, putting it into a syringe with no needle and then squirting it into her mouth a little at a time. I watched and held her as she demonstrated and Penny ate quite willingly. She told me that I could try giving Penny some in a plate but if she didn't eat, that we had to force feed her to get her weight back up.
That accomplished, I settled in to snuggle the princess until the doctor came back in. Some head butts and lots of ear and neck skritches later, Dr. Applebaum came in and told me what was what, explained the medicine and showed me how to tell how jaundiced she is; he's right, the insides of her ears and her gums are lemon yellow, poor little girl. So she has prescription food, an antibiotic and a new enzyme pill to take everyday.
That accomplished, we put her into the carrier and went out to settle the bill. While standing there, I watched the puppies parade out, vaccinations completed. What I saw were the cutest bloodhound puppies ever, brought in by this long-haired older dude and his equally free-spirited looking lady. Nice folks and turns out that she's epileptic so holding a pup and keeping her balance was a challenge. Of course, I oooh'd and aahhh'd and had to pet each one so they asked, "Do you want one?" Riiight; as if! "No," I said, "we have a housefull already and my sweetie would kill me but I'll take one of your cards and see if anybody else does." Gods, they are cute with those long faces and the wrinkled up foreheads, so very solemn and sad looking but sweet and friendly. The guy said, "They're great watch dogs...they'll watch as somebody takes your tv and your sound system. But they'll sure let you know when somebody's coming!" *chuckle* I'll bet...can you imagine a whole brood of bloodhounds braying as a car comes up the driveway?
Anyway...all's well with the world. She meowed at me the whole way home and couldn't wait to get out of the carrier. She came inside and got sniff-greeted by Nell and Minka, just like, "Where have you been?"
So Penny's home and I think she's going to be alright.
When I got there, they told me the doctor wanted to talk to me and showed me into one of the exam rooms. Pretty soon, a young lady in a lab coat popped in, left a can of food and a small bowl and said she'd be right back. Turned out to be the assistant (whose name I unfortunately didn't catch.) The doctor popped in and introduced himself, shook my hand and said he'd be right back, that he had six puppies to vaccinate. And sure enough, I could hear a little "yipe!" one after another from next door.
Then the assistant came back in and showed me how to 'force feed' her by watering down some of the canned food, putting it into a syringe with no needle and then squirting it into her mouth a little at a time. I watched and held her as she demonstrated and Penny ate quite willingly. She told me that I could try giving Penny some in a plate but if she didn't eat, that we had to force feed her to get her weight back up.
That accomplished, I settled in to snuggle the princess until the doctor came back in. Some head butts and lots of ear and neck skritches later, Dr. Applebaum came in and told me what was what, explained the medicine and showed me how to tell how jaundiced she is; he's right, the insides of her ears and her gums are lemon yellow, poor little girl. So she has prescription food, an antibiotic and a new enzyme pill to take everyday.
That accomplished, we put her into the carrier and went out to settle the bill. While standing there, I watched the puppies parade out, vaccinations completed. What I saw were the cutest bloodhound puppies ever, brought in by this long-haired older dude and his equally free-spirited looking lady. Nice folks and turns out that she's epileptic so holding a pup and keeping her balance was a challenge. Of course, I oooh'd and aahhh'd and had to pet each one so they asked, "Do you want one?" Riiight; as if! "No," I said, "we have a housefull already and my sweetie would kill me but I'll take one of your cards and see if anybody else does." Gods, they are cute with those long faces and the wrinkled up foreheads, so very solemn and sad looking but sweet and friendly. The guy said, "They're great watch dogs...they'll watch as somebody takes your tv and your sound system. But they'll sure let you know when somebody's coming!" *chuckle* I'll bet...can you imagine a whole brood of bloodhounds braying as a car comes up the driveway?
Anyway...all's well with the world. She meowed at me the whole way home and couldn't wait to get out of the carrier. She came inside and got sniff-greeted by Nell and Minka, just like, "Where have you been?"
So Penny's home and I think she's going to be alright.
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