Antibiotics, Oh Boy!

It was a quick trip to the vet today. Yesterday I started coughing and sometimes coughing so hard I'd throw up. I was acting a little funny this afternoon, or so mom thought, so off to see the doctor.  I didn't feel too bad - still played with Kylie all morning, ate breakfast, the usual stuff.

We were there a LONG time. It really cut into my napping. I got poked and prodded and the vet tech stuck a thermometer in my butt to take my temperature. That was not pleasant. And everyone thought I was being overly dramatic - I think not! I had x-rays taken and was poked again to test my blood. By the time the test results were back I'd calmed down and was less vocal.

No major problems. And it wasn't the tennis ball I shredded yesterday. (But I did hear mom say no more tennis balls - bummer.) I just had a bunch of gas in my intestines, maybe "gastroenteritis" and probably kennel cough, even though I got the vaccine when I was a little tike.

So now I get to take medicines like Chloe! I get them with peanut butter - yum! I don't feel too bad and I get more treats.