This morning my dogs had another fun incident. I swear they are trying to kill me with stress.
Wife gets up about an hour before me. She leaves, and dogs crawl back in bed with me. About 9:30 I get up because Stumpy (the bigger of the two) isn't laying down cuz he's hiccuping quite a bit. So I get up and give them treats, have breakfast, log on, read email, and notice Stumpy is still hiccuping, only worse.
I call the vet cuz Bullitt needs his heartworm shot again, and set an appointment for 12:30. I putter around doing stuff, and Stumpy is getting more violent hiccups. He's also walking and standing funny...not sitting at all. Odd. He's squating while he's standing, sorta like he's gotta go potty, but he's not going. This is really starting to worry me now.
I realize he's not hiccupping and he's got outright shakes going on. He's also drooling up a storm. Yikes. Bullitt is looking on like Stumpy is insane, and wants a treat. I get them both a treat, and Stumpy doesn't even respond. Ok, definantely something wrong.
At 10:40 my "i'm a nervous dog owner, he's ok" mentality gave out and I drove them both to the vet. Stumpy barely makes it to the car, he'll run 5 feet, stop, shake, go 5 more, repeat. I toss them both in and off we go. Stumpy is leaning against the door, and slobbering so much it looks like I forgot to roll my window up in a rainstorm. Once we arrive, Stumpy isn't getting out, so I pick him up, and as soon as his butt clears the door, he lets go and pisses and poops. Once inside the clinic, he's still going at random times and refusing to move. Still squating, shaking so hard it's scary.
Worse, Bullitt is starting to shake. The nurse takes one look and asks me if they've been poisoned. I kind of went..um...no...not that I know of.... Dogs are taken to the clinic holding room in the back, trailing little mines behind them as they go. Yikes.
Another nurse comes to ask me if they've eaten anything different, or if there are teenagers, or unfriendly types who might have fed the dogs anything poisonous. No, I say. She asks if we fertilize with anything in particular. No again.
I call my wife after she leaves, and this is pretty scary to me. Both of my dogs are basically incoherent, drooling, peeing, pooping, shaking pups right now and no one knows what's wrong with them. I relate what's going on and she gasps. Turns out last night while I wasn't home she put snail poison around some flowers. The bag of poison was put behind the chicken wire around one set.
Turns out Stumpy probably drug the bag over the chicken wire (he's strong) and they both chowed down. Out of a 8# bag of stuff, they'd probably had 1/2 pound between them.
Now, 8 hours later, they are both better but still in the hospital. Bullitt got his stomach pumped and most of it was removed before it was digested. He has some minor shakes.
Stumpy wasn't so lucky. He had more of the poison and it had been in him longer. He is still having the shakes, but is on muscle relaxers to keep him from hurting himself. Both had charcoal and sorbitol to try and extract some of the poison from them. The Vet was optimistic that he'll make a full recovery, but cautioned that due to the amount of drugs he has to take for this it's very likely he'll have liver damage from it. [:(]
I'm off to see if they are going to be transferred overnight or get to come home.