Our dog, Brigit, is sick.
She hadn't eaten much for two days and threw up, outside and in the house, several times. And drank lots and lots of water--unlike her normally.
We left her at the vet this morning and she did several tests and an X-ray and gave Brigit a anti-nausia and antibiotic shot. Plus sent her home with pills for both.
She hasn't been much better--not eating and looking for water--but she hasn't thrown up and Bern gave her the pill for tonight with peanut butter.
It's so hard to have a sick dog.
You want to comfort and assure them, but how?
Brigit's name was Annie when we got her. I know I've written that before.
But every time we said 'Annie', she would flinch.
So we changed it.
She knows her new name perfectly well now.
We went to a rescue show and looked at several dogs. When we got in the car to leave, I said to Bern, "we have to take Annie because no one else will."
So we did.
She was a rescue from Georgia. We're not sure how old she is, but she is the sweetest dog we've ever owned. Doesn't bark. Loves affection. So dear....
I just hope she gets better soon.
I pray so--though I'm not sure you're supposed to pray for dogs.
But she deserves prayer.