It was a bit of a scary day on Monday. Not just because I celebrated yet ANOTHER birthday - good god, they come outta nowhere don't they?!? But because Gabe got really sick. It was like he was poisoned and when I came out in the morning he was soaking wet from drooling and not able to walk more than 3 steps without collapsing. I had to rush him in and drop him off at the vet clinic. They called saying "What happened to Gabe?!?" although it felt more like "What did you do to this poor dog!!?" Then later the vet said he was actually hypothermic!! Ack!!! Gabe, the dog who has lived on the couch for a couple years now, spends ONE freakin' night outside and gets hypothermia in August. Holy crap did I feel terrible.
The drooling started out slowly the night before and when he wanted to go outside I didn't really think too much of it. Hey the tent isn't THAT comfortable!! But he does have a nice pillow right beside the wood stove. So he sat in a doghouse all night and drooled so much he soaked himself and when it dropped to almost freezing, well, that was the problem.
I'm happy to say though, that he made a QUICK recovery. We're not sure what it might have been, but it was classic poisoning symptoms. The vet really didn't think he'd make it. But all they did was warm him up and put fluids in him and he improved within a couple hours. The vet kept saying what a fighter he was - just when I was thinking he was getting pretty old and feeble, he comes through this battling like crazy to stick around a while longer on that couch! I think he's waiting till the cabin is built actually. In fact, he now tells me he's getting his own room?!? ;)
Here he is on the way home from the vets. Even though he was still kind of woozy and out of it, he looks a bit worried here eh? Ok, a LOT worried. He's doing great now and has slept like a rock for 2 days. Poor guy. I don't think I left him that first night for more than 10 minutes, it was soooo good to have him home.
Just for kicks - this is the new water hole! Damn this is GOOD water!!!! The creek is so clean and holy crap it's cold too.
Even better - the water jugs fit PERFECTLY in this hole!
Life in a tent continues to be... well, life in a tent! I'm getting used to the whole routine of it and so are the dogs, which makes everything SO much easier. Ripper has told me to tell everyone that he is ecstatic that we have resumed his favourite game of "Fetch!" - even though the fetching field is pretty small, he is optimistic I will get the meadow fenced one day (ha!).
I am on the lookout for doors and windows and cupboards, etc, right now, so if anyone around here has any, let me know!