Saturday, March 23, 2013

Entropy as summoned by Feivel

Entropy caught up to me, Doom, and Feivel yesterday. It was a pretty busy day, even before Feivel got himself into trouble. Doom worked 6am - 2pm. I got up soon after he went to work, and then went to school for my advising appointment at 9am. It was a good appointment, filled with discussion about graduate school, but I don't feel much like elaborating on it because that isn't the point of this post. After my appointment, I went to lab to help clean and get it ready for the arrival of our frogs, which we will be studying soon. I left there about 11:30, exhausted for some reason. I mean, I was reeeaaally tuckered out. Probably because of midterms. I fell asleep until 2 when Doom came home. He was all excited about going jogging, so he forced me out of bed. We went for a walk around the block (I was already sore from working out the other day) and I took Titus, since it was his turn to go out (I had taken Feivel out last time). Feivel, of course, has separation anxiety so he barks and gets upset while we're gone but normally I don't worry about it. We come home, watch some TV, and then around 6 Feivel throws up. He had been acting perfectly normal for the previous few hours so I thought it was strange, but I went to go let him outside. And thats when I saw it.
Feivel had eaten a large portion of a bottle of doggy joint supplements. Probably when we left him alone earlier. I immediately called the vet, who said to bring him in. So Doom and I take Feivel there, she checks him out, says his vitals are okay but she wanted to go ahead and consult a toxicology vet over the phone. This takes Doom and I $150 deep.
She comes back after we've waited for awhile, and says that she recommended several sets of blood work to monitor his liver since thats the main thing she's worried about, and that she'd also give him meds for his stomach cause those supplements could cause GI upset. She also wanted to induce him to vomit, and keep him overnight on fluids.
Alright, alright, I agreed. I mean, liver problems are serious and I don't want to not know.
That took us $440 deep (that is half of the total they quoted us).
Doom and I went home, Feivel-less.
We were supposed to go out to a friends birthday party, but after all that, we just weren't up for it. So we cancelled. One of my friends is upset, but she'll get over it.
I tossed and turned all night.
In the morning, the vet calls and says first of all that he did well overnight, responding well to fluids and such, but his blood work came and his liver values were high or something, so she wants to try some bile-acid test which would tell her if his liver is doing its job, basically. I asked what would happen if it wasn't, and she said that we'd have to do medications and maybe put him on a special diet or something.
My mom and I are going to pick him up when she gets home in a couple hours, and when we pay the other half it'll bring this visit to a total of $900-$1000.
Man, I get so down when something happens with my dogs. Even Titus is acting sad, he's just been sleeping around all day.
Entropy has a way of catching up with you. Last summer Doom busted up his tire when we hit a rock, I guess we were overdue for something else horrible to happen.
The reason Feivel got to the supplements is because my dad wanted them put behind the TV instead of above it because he thought that it looked ugly when guests came over. But he refuses to assume responsibility. All he says is that "Well Titus doesn't do that, why does Feivel do that?" and "I never wanted those dogs," and "What are you gonna do when you move out?"
I just... I'll feel better when Feivel is home. The vet is really nice, she really likes Feivel and she said he's a good dog (which I found surprising, I always assume he's a terror for them.)
 Today all I've done is clean. I mean, scrub, mop, bleach, spray for bugs, lather, rinse, repeat.
I'm gettin' real tired of your shit, Entropy. 
Feivel, please stop eating shit. -- Doom and Munster

Update-- He's home. He's got anti-nausea meds, tummy meds, and liver meds. He's kinda rough around the edges, and he was thirsty as all hell, but I finally got him to sleep. I'm pretty tired, can't wait to curl up and sleep too. 


  1. Oh honey, I'm glad he made it home okay. Keeping my fingers crossed for you... believe me I know where you are coming from. I clean when I'm stressed too... that and bite my nails. Wishing you luck- in the end it's just money, and it can always be replaced. Feivel can't.

    1. Thanks for your kind words-- I know, it was so good to have him in my arms again, though it broke my heart to see him acting all sickly. I just have to promise myself this will never happen again.

  2. Awwww poor doggy boy. That really sucks. Especially since it was so preventable. :/ Hope you got some sleep!