"A righteous man cares for the needs of his animal."
- Proverbs 12:10
Around 10:30 pm Sunday July 4th I saw this verse on the wall at the vetrenarian as we were preparing to leave following an emergency visit for Rocky. Given the fact that we are not regular customers at this particular vetrenary office and that it was after 9pm on the 4th of July when we called about our "Baby Rocky Dog" I thought it was an especially appropriate choice to hang on the wall of the only emergency vet within 30 miles of our house.
After spending the whole day Sunday working in the yard, I came in just after 9 pm and prepared to shower and go to bed. Our 2 year old Golden Retriver, Rocky, and I have a special routine for when I prepare to take a shower. I turn on the bathtub faucet and let it run for a minute to get the water to the right temperature. Then Rocky comes running and drinks the water as it splashes off my hand. It's weird, but it's our thing. But Sunday night, he did not come running. He came kind of stumbling into the bathroom while he tried to paw at his face. But when I got him to stop, I realized that something was terribly wrong. His face was swolen so badly that his eyes were barely open and his nose was 2-3 times it's normal size. His lips were so swolen that I couldn't even lift them up to see if there was something in his mouth hurting him.
After a couple of moments of panic over what to do, Brian came in and we started making phone calls. First to our parents to see if anyone had any suggestions (I guess we're still not too old to run to the folks for help), then we grabbed the yellowpages and started dialing every vet listed. We left a message with the only emergency vet listed and within 5 minutes were called back. As we sat in the floor cuddling Rocky, trying to assure him that he was going to be okay, we talked to the vet who suggested that we give him a couple of Benedryl and then bring him in for an emergency visit. So at 9:30 pm we loaded up the doggies and headed to the vet (bringing Spanky along just in case and to keep Rocky company).
The lady we met was Dr. Holly Andrews at Fayetteville Animal Clinic. She was very kind and gentle with Rocky and got him patched up quick and easy. Our best guess is that he got stung by a bee, wasp, or spider while he was playing outside Sunday night, but we really can't know. After a second massive dose of anti-histamine and a steroid (both shots), we were packed up and headed home. By the time we got home, Rocky was looking much better though still very swolen.
We kept him on small doses of Benedryl every 12 hours yesterday and by this morning, he appears to be back to his old self. We are so very grateful that he made it through his ordeal unscathed and only a little worse for the wear. Hopefully, he learned that whatever he thought looked fun to eat or play with is not something to be messed with. Here's hoping that we never have to make another emergency trip to the vet, but if we do we are very grateful to know that there are kind people who live by the writing on their wall.
Thanks again Dr. Andrews! You may just have some new regular customers on your hands.