….a little sore and very dopey from the meds

This afternoon my husband, K, picked up Lucy from the emergency vet hospital. When I got home I was somewhat surprised that she was up and about. She was moving somewhat slower than normal but she came to the door to greet me.

K brought Frances’ bed up from the basement for her to lie on in the kitchen while we ate dinner. She loves that old bed and Frances has been pretty gracious in giving it over to her best friend. It’s funny how dogs can sense that something is not quite normal and how well they can adapt. We thought that we might have to ship Frances out for a few days so that Lucy could rest but so far it hasn’t been an issue.

It’s hard to tell with Bassett Hounds how they’re feeling but every now and then she wags her tail so I know she’s on the mend. G and B wanted to see the obstruction so the clinic gave us the piece of ball that they removed from her intestine. Here’s the nasty offender that caused so much pain and grief.

At the moment Lucy and the bed are downstairs with us as we’re watching TV. She’s sound asleep. It’s a shame that we have to wake her in the next half hour to give her more medicine.