Poor little Willow.
That day, at the vet's. Nothing conclusive was determined, but she was given a perscription for worms, just in case that was the reason for the itchy butt. Fast forward to Wednesday night and mommy and daddy have just enjoyed a lamb dinner. We decided to share the bones with the girls. We didn't know that the girls could chew up the bone. All of a sudden, we though Willow had swallowed and was checking on her bone. Mommy stuck her finger down her throat, then started in on heimlich maneuver. This made willow struggle and whimper, which we mistook as her choking on the bone. With no luck, mommy called the animal er. Willow was panting but briething. The ER explained what to look out for and that peferoration wasn't likely. Willow of course, in that sad look similar to her post-surgery face, panted away while she calmed down.
Yesterday, the vomiting returned, like six times. Daddy was at happy hour when mommy called to tell him that she was takingn Willow to the ER. $350 later, Willow has no obstruction, but a gastro-infection. This means minimal water for our water guzzler and no dog food for her lunch mouth. Today will be a bland chicken and yam day of food for her.