wormie

Chillin, originally uploaded by Louis the Pug.

So, I got real sick the other night. I actually passed out and had a mini seizure or something... it was pretty whack. Tim carried me inside and then I felt a rumble in the breadbasket... I hurled out some mean looking black stuff, but was a little better after that. Then about 4 am I did it again... off to the V-E-T!

We get there and the lucky folks there got to rummage in my hurl and poop. Best... job... ever. Anyways, they see no blood in it (I coulda told em that) and since I was all peppy and happy at that point, they let me go. Well, not before taking my temperature, and let's just say they must have left the oral thermometer on another desk. Yikes.

So, yesterday Tim and Kimberly get a call saying the results were in... I, Louis the Pug, have hookworm. Sooooo... I get 3 days of deworming medicine (not tasty) in my food (upgraded to mask said untasty medicine). Then we go 3 weeks, then we do the 3 day treatment again. Then the V-E-T gets to look at more of my poop.

Guess that monthly worm prevention pill took a month off, eh?

None of this explains my fainting episode though. I think it's because I'm so ripped and pumped muscularly that there isn't enough blood in my body to get to the brain from time to time... bam! Fainting!

You know what else causes fainting? The awesomeness of my hockey teams... both the Sabres and Wings won tonight as I convalesced. That's fancy talk for getting better, yo...

give me my due, yo

I'm tired of not getting attention tonight, so I just spun Kimberly's macBook air around and started typing this. Enough is enough I say.

My dog playgroup guy said I was a little high maintenance this week... I almost got fired, yo. I don't see it.

Maybe the peeing in his car was a bit much though.

congrats to my new neighbor

I hear I'll be getting a new neighbor down on Pennsylvania and 16th... and they'll be bringing along a new dog too! Perhaps he or she (paws crossed for a girl dog! va va va voom!) might have a slightly better temper than the current resident... check out the fangs, yo!

Seriously though, I think Barney's pretty funny. I also think he's a bit cranky that the moment DC is about to get a shot of adrenaline, he's been informed that he'll be moving to west Texas. Nothing against west Texas, mind you... but I don't think there's many decent gourmet organic pet food establishments in Crawford.

Anyways, on behalf of the DC establishment of pooches, best of luck to Barney the fierce and a welcome to the future new dog in the big white house down the block...