Well, lets summarize what has been going on here over the last week and a half or so: Benjamin has been teething and is the proud new owner of two lower front teeth (just the incisal edge at this point) and two top ones that are about to pop through, Benjamin has had a Croup cough and his first multi-day fever and a pretty significant cold and first episode of legit vomiting all over me, the carpet, the chair and the floor, we are babysitting Otis still who is petrified of thunderstorms and here in the Twin Cities we are blessed to have those awesome all night starting at midnight types of storms, Portos had a slipped disc that subsequently ruptured and has been through two surgeries and has been in residence at the ER vet since last Sunday (cha ching!$$!) and we are supposed to be leaving for Argentina in four days.
Last Friday Peef and Wally had their annual check up, in the morning Portos was whining and didn't eat his breakfast so I just thought he was being dramatic as we were waiting for his check up.
He got some good drugs and vet said she thought a slipped disc so we went home. Wally is same old same old, got a vaccine, tried to kill the vet, came home. As we were waiting for Martin to get home I noticed that the baby felt really hot, took his temp and he was at 102. I called to ensure my husband was near by because a sick dog and sick baby at the same time was a bit stressful, so just as Martin pulled in the driveway Mino showered the livingroom with his stomach contents.
So we nursed a baby and a dog back to health (or so we thought)
On Sunday Mino was posing showing me how he gracefully goes from a sit to a stand.
Then poor Portos' pain returned and we had to bring him to Emergency Vet because of course it was Sunday night. Lots of tests and a CT scan and surgery later to clean out the debris from a ruptured disc.
Otis meanwhile was terrified to leave the bedroom to come out to the livingroom as it is a very scary hallway. Going in is no problem, but it takes two of us and lifting his back legs to get him out every morning.
Otis and Mino have been bonding and Otis gave Mino this very fashionable hairdo with a precise lick to the front of the hair. Just like a cow I suppose.
So all week we have gone after work to visit poor Peef and have gotten calls at 9 am on his status over night. The poor guy wasn't doing much better after his surgery (which of course had to be complicated in that the rupture went out the back rather than the front so the had to access through his back muscles rather than his neck) so the call was made to take another CT and see what is going on, why is he still just laying there and still yelping in pain. It showed that he had new material, out the back again, that was probably impinging on the nerves and spine causing pain, so he went back under the knife and had it cleaned out.
We sat through his surgery and got to see him on his second Post Op all drugged up which was kinda funny and at least he was kind of moving. Now we are on a wait and see with him.
Meanwhile Benjamin has been torturing poor Otis who takes it surprisingly well and has yet to show any kind of annoyance to the hands full of fur that Mino has been retrieving.
And Mino, while he likes to look all innocent, has found a new favorite past time. . .
Pounding on daddy's gaming consoles and pulling all the DVDs off the entertainment center. Little munchkin.
We'll keep posted on Portos.
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