Poor Sunny.

Last night I came home from work and I opened the door from the garage to the house expecting Sunny the dog to greet me with a wagging tail, anxious for his dinner. Instead there was NO Sunny. I called his name and around the corner came a slow moving Sunny. His ears were down. I figured he either did something bad, or he was sick.

It turned out to be sick. He managed to eat his dinner last night, but it took him 15 minutes and it usually takes about 50 seconds. He drank some water and I expected him to throw up, but he went to bed and slept until 7am. That is also unusual, because he usually wakes me up around 5am for breakfast. So I called the vet this morning and got an appointment for 8am.

I brushed my teeth and threw on some sweats. I took Sunny out and he has an episode of the "cha-cha-cha's". Poor guy. I put a towel down on my backseat because Sunny sheds like crazy. I get him in the car and off we go. I'm cruising down the freeway with Sunny lying in the backseat. All of the sudden I hear a Gwwasshh! Sunny projectile vomits all over the back seat. I can't stop the car, cause I'm on the freeway! Poor Sunny is covered in vomit, as is my backseat. Thank God I put down a towel. He sat there looking at me like "Fix this mama!", and I just kept driving to the vet. The smell was awful and I had to roll down the windows. I called the vet and asked if they'd like to meet me outside the office with some towels. They said to just bring him in and they'd clean him up. I park the car and walk around to let Sunny out of the backseat. Sunny hops out of the car and I notice a rather large object in his emesis. I took Sunny inside and the vet tech and I clean him up a bit. He, of course, gave a big shake a soon as we got into the treatment room, splattering the walls. Nice.

I got a specimen bag from the vet tech and go back out to the car. I find a big glob of something about the length and width of a hamster on the towel. I scoop it up with the bag. I picked up the towel and threw it away. Yuck! I brought the bag into the office and tried to figure out what the heck it was. I think it was one of Sunny's stuffed toys at some point, but I'm not sure.

So Sunny got an xray to make sure he didn't have anything else stuck in his stomach. He got a bath when we got home because the smell was unbearable. Poor Sunny- Puking, The Vet and A Bath all in one day. His worst nightmare! Lets hope he's back to normal tomorrow!