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I got to visit with Coco today! By the way–just wanted to mention this–I’m afraid I may have inadvertently given the impression I’d taken Coco to a Beverly Hills dog spa by saying I took her to a vet in the city.

The vet in the city that I took her to is actually the frugal people’s vet that is inside a county animal shelter. She has been here before. She was spayed here. I used to take Dookie here sometimes because Dookie hailed from the city and this was his longtime vet. This vet office is actually less expensive than the local vet here, though the main problem with the local vet is that he isn’t in his office here every day as he splits his time with another office in another county (which is even farther away). It’s rough finding a vet around here, let me tell ya. You have to have backups.
Anyway. Back to Coco!

She is still gimping around on three legs, but she was quite perky. I got to love on her and scratch her and sneak her some treats. I also gave her a towel from home that she had been using on Sunday to nap on, so she has something that smells like home.
Then she had a whoopsie.

And she was so embarrassed.

Or not.
I don’t have any new news as far as when she will be able to come home. I’ll have to wait at least a week and see what the status is on her wound. The hardest part was leaving again because I could tell she thought she was coming with me (sob).
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And I am glad you took something smelling like home.
She will be home before you know it!
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Get better soon Coco.
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I believe I mentioned on a previous post that I’m married to a vet, so he’s been following Coco’s saga via my reports. He will want to know!
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Here I am at Camp Granada……lol (for anyone old enough to remember this song. Alan Sherman at his best.)
The little boy is writing a letter home, pleading to be allowed to come home. Then he writes: Just a minute, it’s stopped raining. Boys are swimming, boys are sailing. Gee, that’s better. Mother, father, kindly disregard this letter!
When it’s time to leave, Coco may want to STAY. lol I’ll bet they’re petting and playing with her every chance they get. In other words, SPOILING her ROTTEN!
Just sayin’.
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Hope Coco’s poor leg is soon better. I know you hated to have to leave her.
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As others have said she’ll be home before you know it, I thought other than her poor leg she’s looking well.
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I had a bad experience with a local vet when I was a young girl living at home. I took my cat for a random checkup and opted to have the feline leukemia test. In the course of conversation, the vet asked what I would do if it should have it. I said, without thinking, that I would probably treat it. Lo and behold, they called back with positive results. I asked if I should have Kitty treated or put down, not knowing if Kitty could spread it to other animals.
Suddenly, Mr. Vet on the phone got very angry. “I thought you said you keep it and treat it.”
“I see.” I said and quickly hung up on him.
My then boyfriend, now husband, took the cat for a second opinion at another vet a couple counties away. Of course, Kitty was as healthy as could be. Ever since then, I’ve added vets to the list of people who Need to be Watched. When you find a good one, they are pure gold.
It sounds like you have several good ones. Praying for Coco’s quick return home and also that this experience has taught her to stay out of the road. Goodness, when this is over with I think you and Morgan and Coco should all check into a spa.
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It tickles me that she was so excited that she peed like that! But heart breaking that you had to leave her a while longer.
I really don’t think you will have much trouble getting her back in the car when it’s finally time to take her home!!!
Love to you all
She is such a beautiful, sweet dog.
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Glad that you got to see Coco!
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