Monday, August 31, 2020

Briget is sick

 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.

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