Following Doctor's Orders

Friends, I spent Friday at the emergency hospital.  Yep, I even had surgery.  :::gulp:::   It all started on Wednesday night.  I was chewing on one of my bully sticks.  Dad said I had a small piece and then I swallowed it.  The folks thought everything was okay, but I knew something was wrong. I stood up and acted a little strange.  I just stood there.  I then got a drink.  The next morning, I was not feeling right.  I didn't greet Dad when he got out of the shower and I didn't say good-bye to him.  That is not like me.  Mom thought something might be wrong with my neck.  I tried to stretch my front legs and I couldn't do it.  She gave me a tramadol.  Later, we went for a walk and I was able to stretch and I burped a few times.  I felt better.  Then, a bee flew in my mouth.  Yeah, not fun!

 

Mom rushed me in the RV and gave me Benadryl.  I slept the rest of the day and felt better when Dad got home.  Friday morning, after Dad went to work, I got worse.  I wouldn't drink water and I was drooling.  Dad came home from work and I went to the emergency hospital where Scout went.  Yikes!

The vet didn't believe that I got stung by a bee.  We didn't have a body to prove it.  Mom told her to look at my mouth.  It was all red under my tongue.  The vet said they needed to run tests; blood tests and x-rays.  Mom was relieved when we found out it was not cancer.  The vet said she would attempt to look under my tongue.  She said if I didn't cooperate, she would have to sedate me.  I was good and she immediately saw the cut.  I had a cut under my tongue and it was infected.  No duh!

The vet recommended stitches.  She said we could try to let it heal on its' own but it would take a very long time since it was in my mouth.  Also, if there was any foreign matter in it, it would not heal. The folks decided surgery was necessary.  It turns out that the cut was much deeper than expected.  The vet did not find anything in the cut, but said there was a pocket and that something had been in it.  While she was in my mouth, she did a quick cleaning of my teeth.  Two of my molars fell out.  She said those molars do not have roots and fall out easily.  What?  No roots?

I didn't think the folks were coming back to pick me up Friday because when I looked at the clock, it was past Mom's bedtime.  BOL!  Then, I heard on the loud speaker "Joey's People are here"!  I waited and waited. It took them an hour to release me because the place was busy with emergencies.  Finally, I saw my folks.  I was happy but when it was time to leave, I wanted to go back to my crate.  It was fun back there.  Tons of action.

Oh, I was ticked when I got home.  I was only allowed a little bit of water.  I was thirsty!  I kicked my bowl demanding more water.  Mom gave me a little at a time, but not as much as I wanted.  I was not a happy camper.  The next morning, I was allowed water.

The doctor said I have to stay quiet for a few days.  Yesterday, I slept all day.  Dad had to work, so it was just me and Mom.  She kept the blinds closed, so it was dark inside.  I am on four different medications, so sleeping is pretty easy.

I roached for he first time in four days last night.

I am feeling much better today.  I have to have soft foods for a while. I am supposed to stay quiet and rest.  I wish it wasn't a holiday weekend. There is so much happening in the campground and I am stuck inside. At least I am feeling better.  Let me tell you, it hurts having a big cut under your tongue.

Mom says there will be no more bully sticks.  She said that last one was very expensive.  BOL!  I bet Scout is laughing that bully sticks have been banned from our house.  Actually, it hasn't been that much fun chewing them without Scout.

Eating a chopped up frosty this morning.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Has Stitches Under His Tongue But It Doesn't Keep Him From Whining

Things Are Looking Up

After two days of not getting treats from the golf cart man, I was really getting upset with Scout.  I thought she really messed things up for us.  Last night, we were out walking and whose RV did we pass by?  The golf cart man who has the treats that Scout likes.  He talked to us and then said "I know what you want!"  He went to his RV and got us treats.  We saw where he keeps his stash!  BOL!  Mama is now worried that Scout will beg for treats whenever we walk by.  Boy, you should have seen how excited Scout was when she got the "good stuff" from him.  BOL!

This is the best window for watching the squirrels and dogs here.

All is quiet today.

Bummer!

Our weather has finally improved.  Yes, we know we didn't get all the snow and really cold that others did, but it has been cold here.  We had threats of freezing rain, but were lucky that it didn't happen here.  We have really given our furnace a workout since we have been here.  Yesterday things started improving and now we are going to be in the 60's and 70's for as far out as they can forecast.  YIPPEE!   We will be able to sit outside again.

Oh, I almost forgot to mention that on Monday someone knocked on our door.  Do you know who it was?  It was the UPS man. Do you know what he brought us? BULLY STICKS!  BOL!  Yep, things are definitely looking up. 

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Happy That The Sun Is Shining

Wordless Wednesday - Anticipation

 

 

Joey,
The Greyhound Whose Day Just Got A Whole Lot Better!

Bully Sticks Are Here!

We haven't been chewing our bully sticks as much since we have been living on the road, but recently we took an interest in them again.  Mama decided to place an order for us while we still have a good shipping address.  They arrived yesterday. We were excited!

Oh, boy!

Open it before my eyes pop out!

Yep, smells like bully sticks!

Yum!

Yummy!

On our way to the fire house.

See the red sign?  That's the Jack In The Box that Mama walks to for lunch sometimes.  There is still standing water.

These are probably the best pictures we will get of the ducklings.

Another view of Goldie.

Hi Mom!  Have you been looking at the ducks again?

Mama made tortilla pizzas last night, but she forgot to take photos. The pizzas did not have a sauce. They had a layer of  Monterey Jack cheese, diced tomatoes, Canadian bacon and then another layer of cheese.  She placed olive oil in the electric skillet and coated the tortilla and fried it on both sides and they added the toppings.  She covered the skillet until the cheese melted.  She thought they were pretty good.

Dad has made our reservations for our next trip. We will stay somewhere in Louisiana on Friday night. It will take us probably 7 or more hours. Dad has to work half a day on Friday.  The next night we will stop in South Carolina and finally, Sunday night we will be in Washington DC.  It's a very long trip.  We are excited about continuing our adventure, but not looking forward to the long drive. 

Tomorrow is the dog show.  Mama is excited about going.  They have a lot of vendors and demonstrations, so it is more than just a dog show.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Needs To Catch Up On His Sleep Since He Lost Some Yesterday Due To Bully Sticks Chewing.

I Have A New Bed!

Even though I am WAY over budget for this month, I got a new bed!  Mama saw this bed over a month ago and she has been shopping around and couldn't find one she liked better for the price.  The folks decided to get it for me this weekend in case they run out of time next weekend.

I like it!

I tore the tags off within10 minutes of using it. At first, I thought the bed was a huge stuffy.   Mama warned me not to tear it up. I have calmed down with it. My only compliant is that it doesn't fluff well.  It is pretty comfy though.    It looks nice in our motor home and doesn't take up as much space as the comforter I was using. We have moved that back into the Jeep.

Mama also ordered us some bully sticks.  Our budget is so busted that we may as well just cross it off and start over in August.  That works, doesn't it?

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Knows How To Bust A Budget

Bully Sticks Are Here!

They're here!  They're here!  The bully sticks are here!  Mama also ordered us a variety pack for big dogs. We should be occupied for a while now. 

Life is good!

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Is Having A Greyt Day!