We're pretending this isn't post 700. Care Bear Drama.

I had this grand plan of celebrating our 700th post with a fun photo laden trip down memory lane.  We are now declaring that post 701 will be our big celebration post.  Stay tuned.

So all was well last night, I was in bed watching movies when Bear popped up from a dead sleep crying and banging against the wood on the bed close to 1 am.  He was falling to the side, screaming if you touched him, etc.  So in my general fashion I run to the laptop where I mentally deduce he either has had a stroke, a brain tumor or some other disease I've never heard of but need to read more about.  (Canine Vestibular Disease)  He was panting like he was going to hyperventilate and was frantic.  Sooooo I loaded him in the Mini, picked up my sister Jan who happened to be at Mom's and off to the ER we go.

He has a double ear infection, severe of course.  One canal was almost completely closed and he was in a ton of  pain.  They shot him up with some morphine laden drug, cleaned everything out, medicated them, shaved the hot spot he started yesterday and conveniently clipped his nails.  They had warned us that he might be out of it after the shot, but didn't expect him to be wheeled back into the exam room completely passed out.

Sooo...he has ear cream, ear wash, a bump in his usual pain meds, stuff for the big raw spot on his butt and so on.  Needs to see Dr. Becky tomorrow for a follow-up.  Jan and I had to get him in the house and into the crate (Thank you Otis for the crate) which was a disaster in itself.  I stayed up the rest of the night and stared at him to which he probably didn't realize or appreciate at all.  He still can't really walk this morning but the panting and crying has stopped as of an hour ago so hopefully that means he's feeling better.

Soooo....I do believe our quota of emergencies, vet bills and anxiety has been filled for the month of April.  I'm hoping that we don't have anymore Spring storms here this year as I'm sure the house will be lifted away by a tornado.  Or maybe a Pox outbreak.  Possibly rabid monkeys staging a coup and taking us all hostage.

So I feel like I've said this 1,492 times this week...but thank you everyone for the support and caring.  Can't say it enough and we really mean it.

Maryann & Care Bear