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November 06, 2007
Pets
So my poor little Bandit isn't well and I fear he may have to go down. He's been acting funny for about six weeks now and despite my best efforts to get him well, he seems to not be able too. He's painfully thin and now he's not eating at all.
I put off taking him to the vets because I really don't have a lot of good things to say about the vet I have always taken my pets too. For one, they charge you an arm and a leg before you even walk through the door, then they tell you not too worry, we'll do this and that and take your $400 and then your pet has to be put down anyway...
So, this time around I decided to get Bandit all cleaned up and nicely trimmed, which did make him look better and I'm sure feel a little better. Then I went about cooking him special treats and trying to get vitamins and iron into him, but that doesn't seem to work anymore. His mom had cancer so I'm starting to think he may have it too. Then I discovered tonight he's starting to drool and has a HORRID odor coming from his mouth. Can't really see anything out of the ordinary, but the stench is AWFUL.
So, I will take him to the vet's tomorrow just to see if they can tell me what it might be, but I have my doubts it's going to be a good prognosis.
Poor little guy...
I love my pets and just hate it when they get sick and there is nothing you can do to fix them.
Posted by tracey at November 6, 2007 09:06 PM
Comments
Awwww - Bandit has been with you a long, LONG time. Let me know how things go!
Posted by: Randi at November 8, 2007 02:22 PM