Last Friday morning, my friend Amy, a.k.a. Aunt Amy to Sadie, emailed me to check on our tan and white doggie. I told her that she was doing much better. Sleeping less and eating more. My mixing soft/canned dog food with her regular hard food (we are at about a 50-50 ratio) has made Sadie quite happy. She sees either the can or the container that I put the leftovers in, and she goes crazy with excitement. Me? I think that stuff stinks!
The only thing I was concerned about on Friday, as I had told Aunt Amy, was that Sadie was crunching on something outside that morning. It could have been a chicken leg; we had had them a day or two prior and threw the bones in the woods behind our house. But I am not sure how the bones would have gotten into our yard and why an animal would not have eaten them. But I had no idea what she had gotten into. And I fretted a bit. Here Sadie was doing better, and she might end up getting some bone stuck in her intestine or something.
But I went off to work and tried not to think about it. However, as soon as I arrived home, the hubs informed me that Sadie threw up. A lot. Underneath the table. So of course I felt as if I had jinxed the poor dog.
Fortunately, Sadie has, once again, been doing okay/better. Still eating. Still running around outside on her lead. Still nearly deaf!
Here's hoping to some more good weeks like this (and here is hoping even more that I have not, once again, jinxed my poor puppy).
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-TF
