Gots The Shivers

We've recently had a few days that have been unseasonably cool lately, that is instead of the mid 90's, the high has been in the mid 70's.  When I was gone for a few hours and got home, Rowdy greeted me in the usual fashion, but I was surprised to notice that he was shivering.  Feeling of his extremities, I fount they were cold with very little body heat.  He must have been inactive for that part of the day and got cold.  I just held him in my arms to warm him up and gave him the 'Awh Poor Doggie' chant, as I felt the shivers slowly subside.

Crafty Little Butt!

At the beginning of this blog I told how Rowdy was a stray that showed up on the farm.  Well the farm was his home for several months before I decided to take him, so he knows it well.

About a month and a half ago, when I was bringing my mother home from a weekend visit down to Sarah's and Wrigley's, we were about a quarter mile from the farm and Rowdy started getting excited.  He was in the back seat this time and he got up on the door panel to look out.  Well, he hit the window button with his paw, rolled the window down and stuck his head out.  It was hilarious to see him roll that window down, like a little kid arriving at an amusement park, who cant wait to ride the rides.  When we pulled up to the house, he had to wait for us to open the door, but he was out in a flash, exploring his old stomping grounds!

Another Damn Trip To The Vet

After taking Rowdy to the Vet last week, I had to take him again this Saturday.  He kept us up half the night acting like he was choking.  We were all in bed and he got up and ran down to the back door.  I got up and went down to let him out, because he was scratching frantically at the glass and whining. 

Thinking he really had to go, or possibly throw up, instead he tore out into the yard and started chomping on grass.  After a minute he came back to the door and upchucked a little of the grass he ingested and waited at the door panting, gulping and slobbering. 

I let him in and he immediately started begging up against me as to say, 'Help Me, Daddy!'  I tried to check his throat and petted him till he calmed down some and after the gulping slowed considerably, we tried to go back to bed.  Shortly we were back up with him making more choking and hacking noises and I finally shoved my finger down his throat to see if I could feel anything.  Though I did feel something, the vet said it was probably part of his larynx.  But after I did that, he finally calmed down enough for all of us to get a little sleep at 3AM.

The next morning I observed him for a while and when he started feeling really hot and obviously not feeling well, we took him to the Vet and they x-rayed him and checked his throat.  There were no obstructions in his throat or stomach, but there was some redness and irritation back in his throat to indicate that there may have been something lodged there for a while.  The Vet gave him some Prednisone for the inflammation and some Sucralfate to settle his stomach.  Though tired, he seems to be back to normal right now!