Saturday, September 09, 2006

Stuff.

One week down, and how many to go? Yow. Too many right now for my poor knee to consider. (it hurts) And Boufie? Well, he is still a big mystery. He went in for a nose to tail x-ray of his gastro system-and ? - nothing irregular. Blood tests? Nada. Nothing to report. Test for Addison's? negative. So the vet starts thinking about maybe something to do with spasms around the opening to his stomach (it slams shut so that nothing gets in) Maybe. How does one treat it? Prednisone. Okay-let's try one shot, see how it goes. OMG. He came home and ate (he ate!) and drank (like crazy) and even had a little play! And then it wore off. Back we go. Another shot. Not as spectacular, but the little fur guy is hungry again, eats and drinks. In fact, last night, we took him over to the airport (one of his all time favourite places) for a TGIF (and fish fry)-the best part of it all, I think, was when I looked over and saw my daughter riding her two wheeler around the ramp (it was allowed) (she only started to ride this two wheeler about 3 weeks ago- after almost 3 years of trying) and Bouf? he was sitting on the grass, throwing a chew bone up in the air and catching it, then rolling over on his back! In the meantime, my husband was giving rides in the airplane he and his students built. I had a bit of knitting in hand, and a comfy chair.

ALL'S WELL IN MY WORLD

3 comments:

knitting gal from gaspe said...

well deb
its the meds that make bouf eat and drink so much, but will make him better .what were you kntting on

Samantha said...

Yay!! :)

DianeS said...

What a great day!