Wiener Worries
Last week, my 9 and a half year old miniature dachshund, Bubba, became suddenly ill. I was working that night (Sunday night, 2/26), but I received a text from my husband, Alex, around 10pm that stated Bubba had thrown up on the couch. I assumed he had the flu or eaten something that didn't agree with him, both things that have happened on occasion in the past. However, Alex woke at 5:30am to find Bubba sleeping in a puddle of his own urine on top of our duvet, and upon getting Bubba into his own bed so Alex could frantically wash the duvet, Bubba vomited again a large amount all over the floor and wall. I worried the whole 45-minute drive home from La Jolla, but tried to tell myself it could still just be a random illness that will resolve on its own. I quickly realized when I got home around 8:30am, that was not the case. Bubba could barely walk and consistently fell over. We took him to his own vet that afternoon, and got some anti-nausea medication f...