It looks like Toto probably has a UTI...poor guy. He's been peeing in the house pretty consistantly for the past week or so now. I finally got concerned today when he had two accidents in about an hour's time. So, I called the vet. I've got an appointment at 5:30pm.
I'm kind of broke, so I asked how they would figure out if he has a UTI. They told me it would be cheaper if I could somehow get a urine sample before coming in, so they didn't have to catheterize (sp?) him. I thought, "Yeah, right."
So, Emily and I just took Toto on a little walk. Emily led Toto, and I followed with a little bowl to collect his pee. It was surprisingly easy. He lifted his leg. I held onto his leg and let him just pee into the bowl. He didn't seem to even notice. Everyone else on the street did, though. Boy, did we get some looks!
Okay, that's pretty funny. Antibiotics are generally pretty cheap, so hopefully it won't take much to get him all fixed up.
Everyone else on the street did, though. Boy, did we get some looks!
You should have told them, "We need it for a recipe."
Poor Toto! (Is it wrong that I'm giggling at the mental image?)
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Antibiotics are generally pretty cheap, so hopefully it won't take much to get him all fixed up.
Yeah, I'm not too worried about it. And I can ask my parents to help out if I need to. I just wanted to try to keep it as inexpensive as possible.
You should have told them, "We need it for a recipe."
I did joke to Emily that maybe I should label it, since Not!Emily seems to help himself to the dog's stuff.
Oh poor sweet little Toto. But if it is a UTI, antibiotics will fix him right up. I felt better pretty much the day I started taking them. Which was also the day I actually got it. I am the worst about getting to the doctor in a timely matter but UTIs get me there in mere hours.
I just feel really badly that he's probably had this for over a week or so. Poor guy must have been just miserable. And here I was getting all mad at him for having these accidents.
I keep trying to tell you... Indy, not NASCAR.
Oh, right, because I watch anything but open wheel. Sheesh.
Perkins! Guess what I got in the mail?!?
OK ... when is someone going to start on the auto-eroticism jokes?
