One of the consequences of taking Gwennie to California.....when I promised the last time I wouldn't subject her to another road trip.... she got sick. I have issues with finding a kennel here in MO, so we decided to try it again. Gwennie hates the RV so much, that she was reluctant to get into it, by the end of the trip. The last 300 miles we decided to push on home, as she was sitting in the back panting and I wanted to get the trip over with and get her home. When we got her home she was still panting with a hoarsness involved. When she was still panting at 11pm, I decided to take her to the night emergency vet.
Mr BC handled the trip well, with his dialysis. It worked well in the RV and at DD1. Both dogs enjoyed Sam's Doggy Dude Ranch, while we were in Santa Barbara. Gwennie will be boarding with a vet from now on. Bad news is that I am fighting fleas again.....this is promising to be a bad flea season I think.
It rained here the whole time we were gone and my yard is threatening to take over. I guess Missouri was all forest when settlers first came. My yard looks as if the jungle is taking over. Got to get busy.
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Gwennie acts like she feels well enough to walk, but we have to go out early while it is still cool(I've got to watch her exercise). Today I was running late so Totes and I were trying to sneak out, I had slipped on my shoes and picked up Totes....silently, I thought, and out she came. The other day she heard me snap on Tote's harness and I had to leave her behind, I guess today she heard me put my shoes on??? I went ahead and took her out as we had a breeze, walked them in the shade for a short time. I have to get her out by 9am.