My Trip to the V-E-T

Uhhhhh, I have a tummy-ache. A bad one. It HURTS. Or at least it did. Well, it still does. I guess I have to tell you what I did, or you’ll be wondering why I have a tummy-ache.

Mom found a plastic dog toy (a t-bone looking thing) under the couch. WAY under. It had been Maggie’s but I think I played with it some. Anyhow, she put it in my toy basket and I took it out and (when they weren’t watching) I started chewing it up. I don’t know why plastic has a nice taste to it, but it just does. So do acorns, sticks, stuffed toys, tug toys–well, just about anything. I like to chew on stuff. Not the furniture or clothes or rocks or stuff like that. I’m selective! That’s it! I know “leave it”, but I like to “sneak it”. Mom NEVER should have put that t-bone in my basket. I snuck it.

Yesterday, I started throwing up and throwing up and throwing up. This is icky, so you might want to close your eyes for a few words–after throwing up lots more, I started throwing up white foam. I did NOT feel good.

Mom and Dad took me to DoveLewis Emergency Animal Hospital. That’s because it was Sunday evening and my vet was home having fun. I wasn’t.

I’ve never been to the ER before. It was nice! There were some really friendly hu-mans that asked me how I felt. Well, I told them. We had to fill out some paperwork–I helped Mom with it. Then we waited for the Vet.

There was this big bowl of fishies that we looked at. I thought they were pretty silly swimming around in all that water. If I didn’t feel so bad, I’d have jumped in with them! You know how much I like water…

Then they called my name. “Sage”. That’s me! I’m coming.

The vet was nice, but I sure wasn’t going to let her put that thing in my butt. I don’t know any other way to say that, so if you are sensitive, close your eyes!

She said we could do x-rays, but, since it was Sunday evening, we could wait until my vet (who’s home having fun) comes in. That’s because she didn’t feel any “bloat” or tenderness in my tummy–those were her words. If I don’t throw up anymore, maybe I won’t have to do that! They did stick a big needle between my shoulder-blades and I looked like a camel! Camels carry water in a big hump and so did I. They also gave me some anti-nausea drugs.

I feel a little bit better this morning, but don’t give me any food. Even rice and cottage cheese. ICK

18 thoughts on “My Trip to the V-E-T

  1. Oh Sage we hope you feel better soon!! We know how you feel having an upset tummy all to well! (even though ours wasn’t from sneaking toys and eating them:)

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  2. We has one of those ER V-E-T places fur when our V-E-T be at home hasing fun, too. And our ER V-E-T has the big fishie tank thing – wonner wot is up with that? Mebbe it calms the hoomans down fur when they has to pay the bill, part of which I is sure pays fur the fishie tank. Hope you git to feeling better and if I may woof some advice here – Chew the plastic, then SPIT OUT THE PLASTIC all ofer the room – that is WAY more fun and duss not make fur the icky puky tummy and ensuing ER V-E-T trip.

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  3. Poor poor Sage!! I am sending you healing vibes>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>….
    xx Bambi & Fern

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  4. Oh Sageeeeee! I a’m so sorry you were sick. I’ll send healing vibes too. I’m so sorry you ate that plastic toy. But forgive your Mama she didn’t know you’d be naughty and sneak and eat it. Poor Sageeeeeeee!

    Feel better soon.

    Your Pal,
    Opie

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  5. Oh Sage that’s terrible you had to go through all that! And if you really ate plastic, what now? Could it come out alone or should you go again to the vet! I hate to go vet and so scared there that I can’t go there…
    I hope you get quickly well and don’t touch any plastic toys again!
    Big hug from Nero

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  6. Poor Sage! I hope you feel better soon. Magnus threw up yesterday too, but it was cause he ate all his food, his sisters food and the mean cats food in like 32.4 seconds!LOL Okay not that fast, but now he has to stay in the playpen till everyone eats their own food and he learns some self control! And I have to learn to watch him a lot closer, since he is a sneaker too, like you.:)) Feel better soon!

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  7. I’m very sorry that happened to you! Don’t eat the stuffins out of stuffed toys or the same thing will happen. I found that out the hard way.

    Feel better,
    Oskar

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  8. Sage…that was very traumatic I bet. ER Vets are always the best and kindest. My dads took their kitty to a Sunday night ER vet and know what you went through. Take care of yourself and LISTEN to your owners…please! PS..thaks for commenting on my recent post!

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