Yep, that's me, the boy with the tummy and poop issues.
Raspberries to all the tests I have been through. How about a cookie as a reward for my good behavior?
Seriously, Mom, do we HAVE to talk about poop? That's embarrassing.
OK, here goes. So I had to go to the V.E.T. last Friday because I have had so many episodes of bile vomiting, losing my meals, and ahem, "irregular" poop output even though I was eating fine and playing as I always do. So I had a bunch of analyses done on my "sample" and blood work. My blood work was overall pretty good with just a couple of slightly lowered numbers that the vet said was probably due to all the upset going on. No parasites found in the famous sample, a tiny bit of blood, a little bit of bacteria, but not too bad, and no giardia. My symptoms remained unexplainable, but I started on some metronidazole on Saturday along with my pepcid. Mom calls that metro stuff the magic cure.
Well, guess what, it did nothing for me. By Tuesday night there was no improvement. Mom had waited the few days recommended by the vet and decided it was time to look at other options. So yesterday I had the pleasure of another trip to the V.E.T., and this time I saw Mom's favorite vet, Dr. B. He was as perplexed as the other vet. He talked about doing a PCR test to check for just about everything. But then they decided to take pictures of me first. I am a great model for photos, but I guess this wasn't quite what they had in mind. They wanted to take x-rays of my insides!!! They made me lie still on a table on my side and on my back. They said I was a super good and cooperative boy.
AND Dr. B. saw something in there that was not quite right. He said I have a partial blockage in my intestines, whatever that is. He said it has almost come all the way down the path and should make its way out very soon. What the heck? What could it be??? He said it looks like a conglomeration of fur, sticks, maybe bones, maybe birdie bones, but he couldn't be sure. Mom is thinking it may be a mix of all of that since I eat everything and anything I can find.
I promise I will try not to eat anything bad out here anymore because I sure don't like that new medicine I have to take. Dr. B. gave me something called "enteric" something or other. It is a pink liquid, and it tastes horrible. Mom has a hard time getting it into me, and I have to take it three times a day for a couple of days. And I will still finish the metronidazole. The good thing is that Mom's examination of the output today revealed a bit of improvement in the consistency of the substance, if you get my drift. But don't get too close, because that drift might be a little odoriferous:) BOL.
The rest of The OP Pack is doing just fine and are hoping I get back to normal soon.
Meanwhile, here are some happy faces as we are all thankful to have finally found out what is going on with me.
Woos - Timber (Lightning and Misty too)