My mother's dog

My poor mother is terribly worried about her toy poodle, Cricket. Yesterday
she was cleaning out her refrigerator and found some meat that wasn't
spoiled, but it was dried out. She gave Cricket a piece of the meat, and it
got stuck partway down her esophagus.

As you may know, my mother lives in a small town which is a six-hour drive
from the nearest city. The only vet in town was on vacation, and didn't get
back until this evening. My brother-in-law, who is the vet's assistant,
tried to help, but there wasn't much he could do. He did go on line and
learn that she shouldn't give Cricket anything to eat or drink for 24 hours.
She could see that Cricket was thirsty, so she did give her a little water,
but she just vomited it up.

The vet finally got home around 7 this evening, and returned the message my
BIL had left for him. He told John (BIL) to bring Cricket right in for
x-rays. The x-rays showed that the problem was indeed the piece of meat
stuck in the esophagus. The vet isn't sure if he can handle it, so he's
going to call a specialist in the morning. They may have to take Cricket to
Anchorage for the specialist to do it. That creates some real logistical
problems, because the planes haven't been flying in or out of Valdez. Even
if they do fly tomorrow, there is the need for somebody to go along. My
mother is so tottery she needs a wheelchair in the airport, at the very
least. Somebody is needed to push the wheelchair, and somebody to carry the
dog crate. My sister could and would take the time off, although she is a
teacher and school just started a couple of weeks ago, but she has a really
bad knee and is on crutches. My BIL more or less expects to go, but they
have a backlog of patients since the vet has been away, and I don't know if
he can be spared. So everything is very much in the air at the moment.

In the meantime, poor Cricket is alternately, choking, crying, hunting for
water, and trying to find a comfortable place to lie. Neither she nor my
mother got much sleep last night, and they probably won't tonight either.
:-(

--
Joy

Hoping for the best...

Sandy

"Yoj" wrote in message
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My poor mother is terribly worried about her toy poodle, Cricket.
Yesterday
she was cleaning out her refrigerator and found some meat that wasn't
spoiled, but it was dried out. She gave Cricket a piece of the meat, and
it
got stuck partway down her esophagus.

As you may know, my mother lives in a small town which is a six-hour drive
from the nearest city. The only vet in town was on vacation, and didn't
get
back until this evening. My brother-in-law, who is the vet's assistant,
tried to help, but there wasn't much he could do. He did go on line and
learn that she shouldn't give Cricket anything to eat or drink for 24
hours.
She could see that Cricket was thirsty, so she did give her a little
water,
but she just vomited it up.

The vet finally got home around 7 this evening, and returned the message
my
BIL had left for him. He told John (BIL) to bring Cricket right in for
x-rays. The x-rays showed that the problem was indeed the piece of meat
stuck in the esophagus. The vet isn't sure if he can handle it, so he's
going to call a specialist in the morning. They may have to take Cricket
to
Anchorage for the specialist to do it. That creates some real logistical
problems, because the planes haven't been flying in or out of Valdez.
Even
if they do fly tomorrow, there is the need for somebody to go along. My
mother is so tottery she needs a wheelchair in the airport, at the very
least. Somebody is needed to push the wheelchair, and somebody to carry
the
dog crate. My sister could and would take the time off, although she is a
teacher and school just started a couple of weeks ago, but she has a
really
bad knee and is on crutches. My BIL more or less expects to go, but they
have a backlog of patients since the vet has been away, and I don't know
if
he can be spared. So everything is very much in the air at the moment.

In the meantime, poor Cricket is alternately, choking, crying, hunting for
water, and trying to find a comfortable place to lie. Neither she nor my
mother got much sleep last night, and they probably won't tonight either.
:-(

--
Joy

Thank you, Sandy.

--
Joy

**Don't believe everything you think**

"Sandy" wrote in message
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Hoping for the best...

Sandy

"Yoj" wrote in message
. ..
My poor mother is terribly worried about her toy poodle, Cricket.
Yesterday
she was cleaning out her refrigerator and found some meat that wasn't
spoiled, but it was dried out. She gave Cricket a piece of the meat,
and
it
got stuck partway down her esophagus.

As you may know, my mother lives in a small town which is a six-hour
drive
from the nearest city. The only vet in town was on vacation, and didn't
get
back until this evening. My brother-in-law, who is the vet's assistant,
tried to help, but there wasn't much he could do. He did go on line and
learn that she shouldn't give Cricket anything to eat or drink for 24
hours.
She could see that Cricket was thirsty, so she did give her a little
water,
but she just vomited it up.

The vet finally got home around 7 this evening, and returned the message
my
BIL had left for him. He told John (BIL) to bring Cricket right in for
x-rays. The x-rays showed that the problem was indeed the piece of meat
stuck in the esophagus. The vet isn't sure if he can handle it, so he's
going to call a specialist in the morning. They may have to take
Cricket
to
Anchorage for the specialist to do it. That creates some real
logistical
problems, because the planes haven't been flying in or out of Valdez.
Even
if they do fly tomorrow, there is the need for somebody to go along. My
mother is so tottery she needs a wheelchair in the airport, at the very
least. Somebody is needed to push the wheelchair, and somebody to carry
the
dog crate. My sister could and would take the time off, although she is
a
teacher and school just started a couple of weeks ago, but she has a
really
bad knee and is on crutches. My BIL more or less expects to go, but
they
have a backlog of patients since the vet has been away, and I don't know
if
he can be spared. So everything is very much in the air at the moment.

In the meantime, poor Cricket is alternately, choking, crying, hunting
for
water, and trying to find a comfortable place to lie. Neither she nor
my
mother got much sleep last night, and they probably won't tonight
either.
:-(

--
Joy

Yoj wrote:
My poor mother is terribly worried about her toy poodle, Cricket.
Yesterday she was cleaning out her refrigerator and found some meat
that wasn't spoiled, but it was dried out. She gave Cricket a piece
of the meat, and it got stuck partway down her esophagus.
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Purrs for Cricket and your mother.

Yoj wrote:
water, and trying to find a comfortable place to lie. Neither she nor my
mother got much sleep last night, and they probably won't tonight either.
:-(

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Yoj wrote:
My poor mother is terribly worried about her toy poodle, Cricket.
Yesterday she was cleaning out her refrigerator and found some meat
that wasn't spoiled, but it was dried out. She gave Cricket a piece
of the meat, and it got stuck partway down her esophagus.

As you may know, my mother lives in a small town which is a six-hour
drive from the nearest city. The only vet in town was on vacation,
and didn't get back until this evening. My brother-in-law, who is
the vet's assistant, tried to help, but there wasn't much he could
do. He did go on line and learn that she shouldn't give Cricket
anything to eat or drink for 24 hours. She could see that Cricket
was
thirsty, so she did give her a little water, but she just vomited it
up.

The vet finally got home around 7 this evening, and returned the
message my BIL had left for him. He told John (BIL) to bring
Cricket
right in for x-rays. The x-rays showed that the problem was indeed
the piece of meat stuck in the esophagus. The vet isn't sure if he
can handle it, so he's going to call a specialist in the morning.
They may have to take Cricket to Anchorage for the specialist to do
it. That creates some real logistical problems, because the planes
haven't been flying in or out of Valdez. Even if they do fly
tomorrow, there is the need for somebody to go along. My mother is
so tottery she needs a wheelchair in the airport, at the very least.
Somebody is needed to push the wheelchair, and somebody to carry the
dog crate. My sister could and would take the time off, although
she
is a teacher and school just started a couple of weeks ago, but she
has a really bad knee and is on crutches. My BIL more or less
expects to go, but they have a backlog of patients since the vet has
been away, and I don't know if he can be spared. So everything is
very much in the air at the moment.

In the meantime, poor Cricket is alternately, choking, crying,
hunting for water, and trying to find a comfortable place to lie.
Neither she nor my mother got much sleep last night, and they
probably won't tonight either. :-(

Yoj wrote:
My poor mother is terribly worried about her toy poodle, Cricket.
Yesterday she was cleaning out her refrigerator and found some meat
that wasn't spoiled, but it was dried out. She gave Cricket a piece
of the meat, and it got stuck partway down her esophagus.

Purrs for Cricket on the way. Your mom must feel terribly helpless

Jill

"Yoj" wrote in message
. ..
My poor mother is terribly worried about her toy poodle, Cricket.
Yesterday
she was cleaning out her refrigerator and found some meat that wasn't
spoiled, but it was dried out. She gave Cricket a piece of the meat, and
it
got stuck partway down her esophagus.

As you may know, my mother lives in a small town which is a six-hour drive
from the nearest city. The only vet in town was on vacation, and didn't
get
back until this evening. My brother-in-law, who is the vet's assistant,
tried to help, but there wasn't much he could do. He did go on line and
learn that she shouldn't give Cricket anything to eat or drink for 24
hours.
She could see that Cricket was thirsty, so she did give her a little
water,
but she just vomited it up.

The vet finally got home around 7 this evening, and returned the message
my
BIL had left for him. He told John (BIL) to bring Cricket right in for
x-rays. The x-rays showed that the problem was indeed the piece of meat
stuck in the esophagus. The vet isn't sure if he can handle it, so he's
going to call a specialist in the morning. They may have to take Cricket
to
Anchorage for the specialist to do it. That creates some real logistical
problems, because the planes haven't been flying in or out of Valdez.
Even
if they do fly tomorrow, there is the need for somebody to go along. My
mother is so tottery she needs a wheelchair in the airport, at the very
least. Somebody is needed to push the wheelchair, and somebody to carry
the
dog crate. My sister could and would take the time off, although she is a
teacher and school just started a couple of weeks ago, but she has a
really
bad knee and is on crutches. My BIL more or less expects to go, but they
have a backlog of patients since the vet has been away, and I don't know
if
he can be spared. So everything is very much in the air at the moment.

In the meantime, poor Cricket is alternately, choking, crying, hunting for
water, and trying to find a comfortable place to lie. Neither she nor my
mother got much sleep last night, and they probably won't tonight either.
:-(

--
Joy




Oh, the poor baby! I'm hoping for the best. Please let us know.

kili

Yoj wrote:
My poor mother is terribly worried about her toy poodle, Cricket.

Many purrs for Cricket, your mom and your family.

--Fil

"Yoj" wrote

My poor mother is terribly worried about her toy poodle, Cricket.

What a sad situation. We'll keep them in our purrayers, too.