Holidays lately have all come with an extra sense of excitement. We have just started saying to each other, “This is probably the last _______ before we have a baby.” So for the last Valentines Day we had planned a walk in the nature preserve near our house, followed by a trip to a local farmer’s market. Both places are within 5 minutes of our house and we’ve never been.
Instead our dogs ate an unknown number of Aleve.
The weekend proceeded as follows:
Emergency trip to the vet.
Dog hospitalization including IV fluids and many rounds of charcoal.
Home for the night
Hospitilization Day 2.
Finally home with LOTS of meds for the next little while to prevent stomach ulcers and kidney damage. Yeah.
We’re hopeful that this was not only the last Valentine’s Day, but also the last dog emergency before we have a baby. Actually it would be fine with me if it were the last dog emergency ever.
The vet who took care of our pups was amazing. She went WAY above and beyond to not only take care of them, but also make sure we weren’t saddled with outrageous bills. God provides for us in all the ways. There can be no doubt.
Meanwhile my parents were feeling ready to have their second grandbaby and while I was checking out at the vet they sent me this photo:
That is my dad. That is our new carseat.
All the ways. God provides for us in all the ways.
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