Playing hookie
As both of my readers know, Rocket and I started obedience class last week. Well, actually, Rocket didn't participate the first week. That was for humans so we could learn the rules and what to expect.
I promised to write about what happened today, but, well, we didn't go. Rocket and I spent the morning at the vet.
Poor little guy is sick.
I'll spare you the details, but it mostly involves not eating and gastric issues that are leaving stains on my carpet. He's been depressed and moping around for two days.
So I took him to see his doctor, Cassie Jones of the Pt. Vicente Animal Hospital. She took X-rays and ran some blood samples, but can't find anything wrong. She's guessing that maybe he ate something that didn't agree with him or he has a bug.
Or maybe he's faking because he didn't want to to go school. It's not like I didn't do it a thousand times when I was a kid. I learned how to manipulate thermometers by the time I was 7 -- but that was before they went digital.
If he's faking, I'll be really mad at him. I'm out $400 so far, which is two-hirds of my George Bush stimulus check that I was going to spend in entirely inappropriate ways.
I'm sure he'll be fine. He's less than 2 and is a very healthy and robust dog.
And my sister is taking her own new puppy, Sherman, to the class, so she's promising to teach me what I missed. She said the teacher kept her very bus
Anyway, since it's Saturday, I snuck the dog into the office with me. He's sleeping under my desk and is getting lots of hugs and pats on the head from his friends on the copy desk.



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Sounds like Rocket was working it. He knows what he's doing. I don't blame him tho. I wouldn't want to go to school either! That character!
Terri
Glad to see he is all better now...since he almost took my hand of to get one of Tom's cookies at the dog park yesterday :-)
keeping paws crossed that he is not an obedience school drop out like our brother Scotty .....
I think Rocket is working it. He knows what he is doing. I wouldn't want to go to school either! He is still such a character.
How is Rocket's "after burner" today? I am concerned and just checking in, his normal routine is obviously disrupted by something and I'm hoping he is back to his rascal self today...he's got a whole week ahead of him to come up with a new excuse for missing next Saturday's course work!
Seriously, watch him please. Hounds are not ones to refuse food so he's got a bunch of us worried for him - and you having to fret over him.
Is he drinking normal amounts of water? I've had dogs with stomach troubles and sometimes increase their water consumption by using diluted vegetable broth. It's been a way to figure out if they are refusing solid food due to a blockage or backing up with constipation.
Take care of him for all of us who enjoy reading your tall tales of his tail thumping.