Sick Dogs....AGAIN!

This is getting tiring. Sharayah left the pantry door open and Olivia used the opportunity to grab a bag of Cheerios under the dining room table and chow down. I have no idea how much she ate. Enough to make her horribly ill - exploding out both ends, as it were.

Theo and Sharayah had plans to scour Whyte Ave for a proper nifty gift for Heidi, so were gone until mid afternoon. They took over her care at that time and got her drinking and eating a bit. She was quite content to sit cuddled with Theo for the majority of the time and sleep - SO very out of the ordinary for Olivia.

The next day, Pixie went off her food and vomited the nutri-cal I gave her. Good thing there was plenty of ID (canned food especially for dogs with stomach/bowel issues) left over from Olivia's bout with the Cheerios. It worked like a charm and by evening, she was pretty much back to her old self again.

What can you expect, really? With 8 dogs, one pretty much increases the 'chances' of one of them getting into something or feeling a bit off. Think about it. If each of them had three 'upsets' in a year, that's 24 events altogether. Which, if one was lucky to have it spread out evenly, would amount to an 'event' occurring every other week. Hmmmm......