Sunday, January 13, 2008

Cat fight

As many of you know we have a dog named Baxter who has been to the vet and the emergency vet clinic several times through-out the past year. When he was three months old we had to take him to the emergency vet clinic because he swallowed his rawhide bone whole. Then when he was five months old we had to take him to the vet because he ate a box of staples. As you can imagine these vet visits cost a pretty penny. This Friday I had to take Baxter to the vet again for another expensive vet visit.

We adopted another dog in November to keep Baxter company that we named Morgan. They get along pretty good but when it comes to bones it becomes war. I normally keep their bones separate so they don't get in a fight but this Friday was different. Mayline and I were trying to leave to go shopping when Baxter ran into Morgan's crate to get Morgan's bones. Then, Morgan ran in after Baxter and a fight broke out in the crate. Mayline had to tip the crate over to get them out. Baxter ran and hides under the dining room table and Mayline finally out him out only to discover that his left eye was all bloody. So, I freak out like normal and think that he might be blind. We then speed off to the vet to have him looked at. Thankfully Morgan just missed Baxter's eye and he just has to take an antibiotic twice a day with some eye drops. I hate to see how I am going to act when we have children if I freak out over just my pets.

1 comment:

JackyO said...

HAHA! I can totally relate. Weldon and I are thinking about starting a family soon and I have no idea how I am gonna keep from FREAKING out on a daily basis. We have started taking our dogs everywhere with us because if we leave them at home all we do is worry about them the whole vacation!