How I Killed Mitzi!
In 1999 we had another Jack Russel, Mitzi. A lovely little mate she was too. She died when she was but 1 year old!
One day I noticed she was drooling a lot and that she wasn’t passing any faeces. This went on for a few days so a visit to the vet was called for. We were in France at the time so language was, to a certain extent, a problem.
The first vet we visited was just about to leave to go on holiday and obviously wasn’t all that interested. Instructions were to stick some soap in Mitzi’s bottom and that should sort it. It didn’t. We then visited another vet who made an x-ray and discovered that Mitzi’s intestines were blocked and the blockage couldn’t pass through her hips. An operation was called for. The vet confirmed the diagnosis by sticking his finger up Mitzi’s backside whereupon she turned on him. He’d obviously hurt her. I realised later that when he did that he’d most probably damaged her gut, that’s what killed her.
The next day we returned but little Mitzi had died from a ruptured gut in the night. If only we’d gone to the vet we now use maybe she’d be alive today but we didn’t. I stroked her little body, already cold and stiff, and realised I’d let her down. We were devastated. Something I’d given her had caused the blockage so learn from my mistake.
I’d got a marrow bone for Mitzi and “parboiled” it, therein lies the problem. When Mitzi, with much enthousiasm ate the bone it crumbled and those crumbs then got together in her gut to form a block of, for want of a better word, “cement”.
Daisy is Mitzi’s half sister and she never gets bones of any sort.
Beware!
All The Best For 2010
To start, The Dog Blog would like to wish you a happy and healthy 2010.
For many families the Christmas dinner wouldn’t be same without the bird and when our Daisy realised what was going on we couldn’t get her out of the kitchen. Bon appetit.
