It’s a good thing dogs don’t have thumbs… November 22, 2007
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Well, our holiday started out with a bit of a scare. It seems that I’m not the only one who overmedicates.
The family and I headed over to my parents’ house for a few days to help my Mom with the big dinner. Our two dogs Cory (12 yrs) and Cinder (11 yrs) came with us. As a good doggie mommy, I packed their medication — a daily dose of Rimadyl for their arthritis. Unfortunately while on the ferry, Cinder got into the bag that contained the Rimadyl and ate them. All of them. She normally gets 150 mg of Rimadyl a day. She ate 600 mg in about 30 seconds.
After a quick hunt for an emergency vet in the area, Cinder went in to be “vomit-ed” and get a dose of activated charcoal. At the vet’s recommendation, she stayed the night to get more doses of activated charcoal and IV fluids to continue to flush the Rimadyl.
Jeff picked her up this morning and she appears to be no worse for wear. She gets a few doeses of Pepcid A/C for the next few days and her next meals will be boiled chicken and white rice to keep things easy on her tummy. We’ll continue to watch her and when we get back home we’ll do some blood work on her to make sure there was no long-term renal system damage.
$600 later, Cinder is resting comfortably and happy to be home. At least Cinder doesn’t have thumbs. Think of the damage she could have done then…
Happy Thanksgiving! Mmmm… I’m smelling turkey!
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Sometimes our dumb doggie moves make me wonder how in the world they’d survive without us. I’m glad you caught it in time and she’s on the mend. Cinder certainly has something to be thankful for today!
Could’ve just been a ploy to get some of that yummy chicken . . .
. . . do your dogs have insurance to soften the blow of that $600?
I was just going to give her Advil. It would have been much cheaper!
You know, I have my horse insured and he’s never cost me a dime for emergency vet bills. Sounds like I have the wrong animals insured!
We had a cat ten years ago who was in the ‘high risk’ category. She obviously loved fighting with other kitties, but was totally useless at it - would frequently come home with her head gashed up, and have to be taken off to the vet. We only got around to getting her insured when she managed to get her stomach caught on something & sliced open on an Easter Sunday. You just wouldn’t believe how much vets charge to get dragged away from their Easter eggs! After that, whatever the insurance premiums were, we figured that we’d be far better off paying them than the headline vets bills.