Mister Milo Update

FullSizeRenderYesterday morning my poor little guy went under the knife and got snipped. Hearing his sad, scared little cries from the lobby at the vet as he came out of the anesthesia just broke my heart. The E-collar scared him too much, so they just handed it to me and off we went. Within ten minutes of being home, he passed out on the couch, curled up against me. That’s pretty much how we spent the rest of the day: curled up on the couch, one of us significantly drugged. When it was time for bed, I put the cone of shame on him. He then refused to move a single inch. I slept on the couch in case he woke up in pain over night. This morning, I found him in the exact same position I left him in last night. Today, he’s still a little sleepy. Other than that, he thinks he’s ready to go play with the neighbors’ German Shepherds. I don’t have the heart to tell him that while he was out of it, his pug buddy next door moved away. Hopefully we get new neighbors soon, and hopefully they have a doggie friend for Milo!

I have to try to keep him calm for a whole week — no jumping, excessive walking, rough playing, or licking the incision site. It’s going to be a long week. Praying for a speedy and uneventful recovery for our fur baby.


Oh, Milo…

MiloOur poor pup has been struggling with some tummy issues for a while now. A visit to the vet about a month ago revealed that he had not only roundworms, but also giardia and coccidia. Allow me to translate: poop, poop, and more poop. He had one round of two antibiotics. Those seemed to aggravate things downstairs, so he had some anti-diarrhea medicine. Two weeks after he finished his medicine, we sent in another sample. Good news! No more roundworms — and thank the lord for that because they were DISGUSTING! Bad news! Still some coccidia and giardia. Onto a new medicine! We also have to bathe him a lot, wipe his paws after every trip outside, and rinse the rocks in our yard with a diluted bleach solution. I also took it upon myself to disinfect out entire house. Floors, slip covers, you name it. It’s clean now. The things we do for love, right?!

Luckily, he doesn’t act sick. He’s not lethargic. He still loves to eat. He’
s still gaining weight, although I think he looks a little too skinny. He still jumps around like a maniac when a friend comes to visit. He’s also losing his baby teeth now, which makes me sad. I’m not ready for him to grow up. I love that he still fits on our laps and likes to be held.

I love when he grabs his toy and shoves it into my lap. I love his cold, wet nose nudging my shins, his little pin teeth gnawing on my fingertips, and hi gross puppy breath. I’m so glad we brought him home. Our family wouldn’t be the same without him.