At some point in every Labrador’s life, they eat something
that they truly should not have eaten. As best as we can tell, Jacob ate a tennis
ball during Friday’s playgroup. This
became evident to us on Friday night when 1/3rd of ball reappeared
on our rug. The second third of the ball
arrived at the party on Saturday morning.
Jake was still getting sick on Sunday and Monday morning so we zipped
ourselves off to the vet for an x-ray.
Jake’s eaten some goofy stuff but Monday marked the first time that it
ever necessitated a trip to the vet.
The x-ray results showed two things: the last chunk of
tennis ball and an irregularity on his spleen.
In the spirit of brevity… We bid
both the last section of tennis ball and “Charlie Spleen” adieu late Monday
night and are in full recovery mode.
Patient “J” is higher than a kite but he’s still rather
adorable. This is him putting his foot
down. I didn’t have the heart to tell
him that “down” is the other way. He’s
got a boring two weeks in front of him but we’re expecting him to make a full
recovery from the surgery.