I woke up this morning to call the shelter, and I was informed that the woman who gave us Pugsley has been fired from the shelter. We are not the only people with sick puppies. We are not the only people calling. There are others, I have no idea how many. Our adoption was illegal, they told me. He wasn't even checked for rabies.
Pugsley is so weak. He fell off the bed five times last night, trying to get comfortable but not being weak enough to move around where he wants. I slept with him on a cot. He woke up this morning, coughing and throwing up-- they say the yellow bile is not from the heartworms, but I don't trust anyone anymore. The woman at the shelter said the arsenic procedure is going to kill him-- he's too weak.
My vet says, if you don't do it, you'll be killing him yourself.
I know Lunchie loves her brother, but I'm not ready to give him to her yet. We're going to the park. All Pugsley wants to do is lay in the grass, and I'll be goddamned if I don't let him. Hell, we might SLEEP at the park if it makes him happy. If I can find the woman who did this to him, I'm going to make sure she's punished for what he's going through. We could have been treating him all this time.
EDIT: After calling another vet in town, he said NO WAY IN HELL would Pugsley make it through the injections at his current weight and weakness. He said he's had positive results in many farm and house animals with administering the heartworm preventative to kill the baby heartworms, and then continuing to give the medicine until all the adult heartworms are dead. This could take 2-4 years, but if Pugsley starts putting weight back on and responds well to the treatment, he will probably test negative for heartworms after awhile. If, after administering the next dose of Heartguard, he has a bad reaction or his condition gets worse, the injections would be the last-chance option to try to save him. I think we're going with this vet-- he is Courtney's vet, and he was appauled that our vet told us there was no option other than to do the injections. He seemed genuinely concerned-- answered all my questions, gave both the technical and simple details of all the options, and talked openly with me for a really long time. We're going to take his advice, give Pugsley the 1/2 pill, and bring him to Dr. James if ANYTHING goes wrong. Please have little Puggley in your thoughts. He's having such a long day.
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