Last night Gucci spent part of the time relaxing near me, but it ended up being a very long night. Everytime I let her out I had to put my hat and coat on to see if she went to the bathroom.
This morning she refused to eat before I went to do chores.
Positively frigid with high winds.
The girls ended up wearing their heavy Rambos.
When I got back in the house, Gucci was resting in a sun ray.
Once again she started straining and ended up back at the Animal Hospital.
The Doc put her through the same thing as yesterday, and found a spot in her intestine that was as hard as a rock. Eventually he was able to break most of it up and kept an eye on her until 5, when she came back home. She immediately ate and is now resting. I won't be happy until she is functioning normally.
Chores early. SO BITTER!
Gary warmed up some spags and made a salad for dinner.
Time to get out by the fire.
I sure hope I can get some sleep.