They found me, I don't know how they did it, but they found me. Yes, the round worm got to me, and have invaded my poor puppy belly.
Wednesday night I was up all night being carried up and down the stairs to go poo. It was horrible. This is a picture of me recovering on my human's bed at about 6 am Thursday morning. I was hoping to get a blog out earlier in the day, but between my process of healing and helping my human pack, it was a really ruff day.
For the past 2 or 3 weeks I have been having belly pains on and off and would be sick all night. The vets put me on some meds, and they worked for a little bit, but as soon as I was done taking them, well, the belly aches came back. You should see the dark circles under my human's eyes...hehe, she looks like one of my beat up stuffed animals! Anyway, so at 7 am she called the vet while I was theraperized by her oh-so comfy bed, and the vet said that they would put me on Amoxicillin and that they wanted me to change my food. My human was okay with the meds, however, she did not want to change my food, and I didn't either! I love to inhale the little dark brown O's that I have now! So guess what else we had to do...that's right! Poo sample!!! So I ate my breakfast, then around 9 am we were off in search of a worthy piece of earth to lay out my sample!
For a while it wasn't looking like the vet was going to be getting a sample-well, that's what they get for trying to switch my food without consulting me first! It's hard being the middle guy! However, I finally found THE spot...and it happened. At one point I swear I saw my human's lips part and intensely whisper, "YES! DO IT!!!!" So, I did! This is where the story gets good. It's like a non-violent action James Bond movie.
After I gave my tail a final tap my human ran to the rocks, purple bag in hand and picked up my poo faster than I've ever seen her grab! She pulled my leash and sprinted to the front door. With me lagging behind she threw off her brand new sunglasses (out of my reach though of course, I don't know why she doesn't trust me with her glasses), and bolted up the stairs, grabbed her purse and a treat! Yea, as soon as I saw the treat I knew I was going to get rewarded for my very proud poo! Either that, or I was getting put into my crate. Well, it turns out that the treat was for going in the crate.
From this point on my human had to inform me of what happened, since I was just left behind. So, apparently she sped down the freeway in order to deliver my magical bag to the vets. Once she got there she said, "I have Mr. T-Bone Beasley's poo here, and I hope you don't mind the few rocks that were brought along with his sample." Apparently, the woman at the desk wasn't nearly as excited about my poo as my human and myself were. So, another woman walked in and stopped when she saw the purple baggy on the desk, my human smiled and told her it was mine. Her response? "Oh, well that's great." My human informed her that it was great because we didn't think I could put out any more poo after last night! While processing my papers and getting my poo ready for examination, the receptionist asked if my human would like for the vet to call her with the results. Uhhhh, she just rushed some fresh, smelly poo to you...of course she wants to know what's going on with it!
So, my human picked up my pills (I love pills), grabbed some packing boxes and hurried back home to medicate me and rub my poor, soft and of course adorably fat belly. When WAIT!!! RING RING RING!!! Yes! As soon as my human got to the house (25 minutes from the vet), she received the results of my lab/poo. Good news! I don't have to change my food! Bad news...I got the worm. Good news! I get to eat more food with some powder crap in it...but who cares!!! I get more food now!!!! Woohoo for food! So, my human didn't come in and tell me the news, instead, she had to go back to the vet to pick up the powder for my deworming.
This is me (of course) with the new powder food on the top of my nose, I really wanted some more. Dang, I love to eat. I burp pretty good too! It's starting to get a little louder! Maybe one day I will shake the earth with a thunderous boom and you will all know it was me!!!
So, anyway, that was my day...I've been attacked by the worms. But fear not my furry, four legged friends! Mr. T-Bone Beasley will not be defeated by something as small as a worm!
Okay, take some time to put up your feet and relax a little bit!
Mr. T-Bone Beasley