A Dog and His Bone...

I never knew my dog jumping to get his bone could make me so happy until last night. I few days before Christmas my sweet dog, Chewy got really sick. I came home from work and he was crying and shaking at the door of my bedroom. Of course, I realized right away something was very wrong and rushed him to our vet who luckily was open late into the night. After days of tests and drugs sedating my poor pup, we found out that Chewy had a kidney infection and a very bad mouth infection. My little guy had to go into surgery to have 6 teeth removed while being put on three different antibiotics. Let's just say during Christmas he was very tired and slept a lot, mostly on me. He was my pill poppin' poodle for 2 weeks, at 6 pills a day. I was a very worried Momma, but each day Chewy got a little better and now he's back to his silly crazy ways..ie, racing me up the stairs, jumping like a maniac for his bones, and scaling up on my tall bed with his stuffed monkey (he likes to sleep with). It makes my heart so happy that he's doing better, because I know for a fact I'm not ready to lose my best friend. :-)