“I hopped in all by myself, Mummy! Wanna see that again? Eh? Do ya?”
We have passed the the Magic Mark of 24 hours with NO, I say NO Fergus barfs!!!!!!
I am so not cool.
And I SO don’t care!
The vet just called and E.g. gave him the Fergress report. We have been feeding Fergus his day’s rations in one-sixteenths, every hour on the half-hour, beginning at 5 30 yesterday morning. He threw up at noon. There was a piece of pine cone in it. Since then, his energy level is up, he hasn’t had a bloated tummy, he wasn’t sick in his crate all night, and he’s been full of spunk and vinegar all morning. The vet heartily approved of Fergus’s conduct, and said we could try feeding him double portions every two hours this aft and see how it goes.
Still not cool.
Still don’t care.