Perhaps the end of the world really is coming tomorrow, otherwise how can we explain what crap day this was?! Seems that everyone is having a hell of a day today. Mine started out at 7:45 am with a phone call from a client who's dogs (2 out of 3) ate Hershey's Kisses that were left on the couch. I was up, but still in bed. He was in a panic and I felt I had to go over there to induce vomiting. I roll out of bed, throw clothes on, brush my teeth and head out. My peroxide was expired, so I stopped at the corner store to grab a new bottle ($1.39, how reasonable!) In my zombie state I get to his house in record time, meet his boyfriend (the candy culprit) and head out back with the dogs to give them peroxide in hopes that they will vomit up the chocolate. No such luck. It was a big waiting game with no end result.
In the midst of awaiting regurgitation, I get a text from another client with a dog who has been vomiting on and off since yesterday. She asked if I would take him to the vet today since the vomiting started again. I told her yes, but I had to wait until these dogs threw up first. I called the vet to reschedule her appointment and see if I should bring in the 2 chocolate mongers. Turns out that they did not eat enough for it to be toxic, but enough for there to be vomiting and/or diarrhea. Fun times. I wait with them until a little after 9 to see if anything came up or out. It didn't, so I put them in the crate, met up with Terry, gave fluids to a cat and went to get the other dog to take him to the vet. We were there for over an hour making sure he wasn't obstructed since he was supposed to be traveling to Florida today. After x-rays, fluids, and an anti-nausea shot, he was still lackluster. Poor kid.
By this time it's lunch and we have 8 more places to go, plus check on the chocolate dogs again. The city was full of traffic, road closures, no turn signals, and bad drivers. I still have round 3 to feed/give insulin to tonight. If this was the last day on Earth, I'm thoroughly disappointed.