Ok. I have to say, on behalf of Catie and Riley, this has been a lousy week.
Tuesday. 3 AM. Wake up to the sound of Riley barking. In my stupor, I’m confused because it’s not the same bark he makes if someone’s on the street outside the house. I think: OMG, maybe it’s Catie. Run downstairs. He’s sitting by the back door, obviously wanting to go out. Bad. He has never, in five years, ever barked to be let outside.
He has several very urgent, very watery movements.
5:00 AM. More barking. More nasty stuff.
Tuesday PM Come home to a mess all over the floor. Riley is mortified. It’s boiled hamburger and rice time.
Wednesday. Makes it to 5 AM before he hollers. Come home to another mess. Poor guy.
Thursday. Same deal except now Catie’s got the nasties too.
Friday. Riley’s not much better; to add to it all, Catie’s thrown up a couple of times. Off to the vet to get checked. Homeward bound minus $210. (small change compared to other veterinary expenditures this year) and some medications: something to coat their stomachs and some antibiotics and instructions to collect a stool sample from one or the other and bring back to check for parasites. This is definitely a task on hubby’s to-do list.
On a positive note, however, because Catie shares the same miserable symptoms as Riley, this bout of illness can’t be because of the cancer.
Here’s hoping they both start feeling better soon.