Bad news
The kids are with their grandparents in Houston right now. The dog is really sick. He’s got a particularly virulent form of autoimmune anemia and dogs with this condition have about a 40% survival rate. He’s been in and out of the hospital a few times over the last couple of weeks, most recently to get a blood transfusion and immunoglobulin. The steroids he’s on have knocked his immune system down – on purpose, so that it would quit attacking his red blood cells – but he’s developed a couple of infections and is in a good deal of pain. Today he couldn’t keep anything down, so he’s in the ICU.
I figured it would be better for the kids to be prepared that their dog might not be here when they get home, so I told them over the phone that Cuervo was sick and might not get better. Jo took it okay, although I’m sure she’ll privately fret about it. Caroline started sobbing. 🙁
Gawd, this sucks.
June 7th, 2007 at 10:22 pm
I remember when our kitten got hit by a car (or something) a few months ago – I’m 25 years old, but I still cried like a frickin baby. for the entire day! It never gets easier.
June 9th, 2007 at 3:34 am
Well, poo.
August 1st, 2009 at 5:22 pm
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