A Little Itch – Part I

This is the story of how one smallish beagle went from good girl to havin surger-knees all in two days time. It’s a longish story with a big cast (well not too big but a lot of troublesome Freegles) who all took a turn to make Mommy crazy all in one day. This is Part I.

Surger-kneesYes, I think it all started with a little itch. Then the itch gots bigger n bigger until it was everywhere. Day n night itchies everywhere. I went to this vet n that one. Take this meditation, no now take this one. It made me dizzy n sad cause nothing worked…. Until one day a miracle came along. A brand new meditation especially for doggies who itch all the live long day, like me. So we tried it. In exactly one hour I stopped itching n for a few weeks I was a brand new doggie. My red belly healed n my hair started to grow back. And then the hungry hungry hippo in me came out.

I’ve always been very famished all my life but all the sudden it was way worse. Mommy says I have to admit to tryin to eat all the poop in the yard, cause that’s part of my 12 steps to recoveries. I don’t even know what that means but it’s true, I eated poop and I liked it. All the while Mommy chasin me all over the icy backyard to stop me. Both of us rushin to get to a fresh one before the other. I won a lot of times but then I got yelled at. But Mommy didn’t understand why I was doin this all the sudden. When it was time for noms I would start to pant n drool n act like I never ate anything ever! She gave me more foods but that didn’t make me less hungry, it only made me poop more. Reduce, reuse, recycle! So she cut back my new meditations n called the vet.

Dr. Ying, who is the nicest vet in the whole wide world, said to take that smallish doggie off all meditations right away. For two weeks Mommy watched me like a big hawk, followin me all over the yard sayin in her meanest voice ever, “Don’t even think about it!” as I tried to look at my sisters when they made poop.

I got stuck with needles n gave blood n had tests n more tests. My liver n my kidneys n my billi-rubens are all normal. From my bloodworks I was a normal doggie but even Dr. Ying said I was acting different. Did the new meditation cause this? Did it make an underlyin condition pop up n say okay here I am? Or is it something else all together?

And then this past Saturday comed along. It was 3 am n all the sudden I feeled sick in my tummy. Mommy scooped me up n brought me outside where I throwed up. She looked at it n poked it with a stick. (n she says I’m gross!?) There in it was a piece of cloth. She looked at me and said, “Juno, what is that?” I have always luvs all kinds of food but for the first time ever I eated somethin that was not food. I was sorry but I’m so so hungry even with all the foods I get. Mommy was mad at me for wakin her up, for eatin somethin not food and for makin her stand on the freezin deck in her bare feets. Now she knows how I feel in the snow. But she picked my up n kissed my head n said we should go back to bed.

Now Saturday was a very big day cause my foster sister n Freegle, Sunshine was goin to her new foster to adopt home in a far away country called Long Island. We all got up that mornin n I eated my breakfast with all the other dogs, watched Sunshine get a bath, said goodbye to her n went to take a long nap. Mommy was gone for about 100 days on an adventure where Sunshine kept throwin up n peein in the crate in the car. Prolly cause she got a bath that she hated. Mommy said she arrived in her new country like a train wreck or maybe it was a wrecking ball. She was scared of the new place n new sounds n had to be practically carried into the house. She smelled like pees n vomits but her new family said, oh that’s okay we will luvs her anyway. I’m sure Sunshine will luv them back so long as they never, ever put her back into a car that makes her go vomits n pees. Her new foster Mom n Dad have a lot of experience with Freegle kind of dogs n have two Freegles from another lab. Sunshine is in good hands n is gettin use to her new country a little bit at a time.

After Mommy kissed her goodbye she had to drive all the way back to our country in the pouring rain on a road called the LIE, with giant potholes n trucks that want to be in the same spot that you are in. She said she risked her lifes and limbs to get home n a little while before she got home Nick called n said, “Juno barfed twice in the house.” Mommy wondered if someone at home wasn’t watchin me good enough n let me eat poop but Nick said, no no no, when he let the dogs out, Juno n Raven peed n Maya tried to eat a rock, but that was all.

When Mommy got home I was lookin very sad n feelin poorly. She took me outside n let me make more vomits. There was no more cloth but it was yucky brown n smelled so bad even I didn’t want to eat it. I went back inside n layed down shiverin n sad. She fed the other dogs but not me n that made me even more sad.

While she fed the other doggies I made two more tiny vomits n didn’t want to go outside anymore. So Raven n Maya (who is a brand new Freegle from a lab in Colorado n got her freedoms in January of this year n still doesn’t know many things, like I do about the outside world) went outside to make business. Mommy was carrying her umbrella cause it was rainin very hard. Maya never saw an umbrella before.

All of the sudden Maya decided to run into the corner where there was a huge muddy puddle. Mommy ran after her in the dark (still carrying her umbrella) n said, “No Maya, out of the puddle!! Go, or you will need a bath.” Maya got scared of the giant umbrella monster chasin her n ran past Mommy and disappeared…. poof, gone!!

(to be continued…)

 

If you would like to contribute to help with my medical bills for my critical care n surger-knees, which were over $5,500 click on my photo below. We appreciates all yur helps cause even though my surger-kness r over I still have somethin wrong that the doctors don’t know yet. They said maybe Cushings or somethin intestinal… So once my tummy cut is healed I has to go back for more tests so I never ever eat cloths or poops again. Thanks u for luvin me n for all of yur good thoughts, prayers n positive energy. I want to be healthy so I can continue to dig in the garden n make troubles again.

Luv n Wags,

Juno

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