poor little Tug

Tug got sick again this week. He stopped eating and just stood around with his head hanging down like a cow at a fence. Mama took him to the vet for an IV, shots, blood draw and medications to take at home for the nausea that's making him feel so bad.

Remember that "treat slut" joke from other posts? The one about "if he can figure out what we want he'll do it if he sees a treat..." That joke is now officially dead. Apparently, pill-swallowing does not fit into that category. We're certain he understands because we hide it in treats and he eats the treat and spits out the capsule- funnily enough it's usually out the side of his mouth. Just "plop." sheesh. Mama's even put her fingers in there to try and push it down- like putting your fingers in a lion's mouth but he's been good and isn't biting.

He's feeling better and the blood work came out "fine." We still don't know what's going on...