This is what I'm doing and thinking most of the time.
Friday, August 09, 2019
Flyer wasn't himself last week during his three day visit. We didn't know what was going on but he seemed out of it and didn't eat a thing the entire time he was here. His parents picked him up on Sunday and took him to the vet Monday. An ultrasound identified an obstruction blocking his intestine and they cut him open Monday night to find a semi-digested squeaker from a toy. They think he ate it a couple weeks ago and worked it's way from the stomach down. It's ironic because he really likes squeaker toys and in a way, became one.