I brought the pup into my vet's office as soon as it opened this morning. The diagnosis: Colitis, which I guessed by the vet's vagueness must be the sort of canine equivalent of a human "stomach bug" (in that the term covers an awful lot of territory), and internet research confirms this. The important thing, though, is that the vet wasn't especially concerned. Flan ate the gastro diet food they gave to her, her
( cut for the easily grossed out ), and she wasn't sick once this morning (nor, I might add, last night with me). The vet's posish is that she is firmly on the mend, and with the help of some special food and a little medication, she will be completely fine within a few days.
So! Thank you for last night's good vibes--they seem to have done the trick nicely.
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After a couple of cool nights but
very warm days, the weather finally seems to be settling into autumn, and by the middle of next week, we will have some quite respectable fall weather. I'm looking forward to it very much. This, combined with the good news on the dog front and a two-day weekend ahead of me and the fact that my four-day work week starts on Monday, have me feeling all expansive and sprightly and Pippa's Song-ish, and to celebrate, I would like to...well, celebrate, actually, in some nominally livejournally way. I'm not sure what to do, is all. Any suggestions? Another karaoke night? (Would you participate if I started things off?) A friending frenzy? An icon orgy? A drabble night? What do you say? *pokes you*