We arrived at the emergency animal clinic in Spingfield, IL at 2:00 pm yesterday. It was the only place open on Sunday that we could take our little kitty, Dollie. She had quit eating and drinking, and even though she did not seem to be in any pain, we knew she needed a doctor. They kept her over night to give her IV fluids and do blood work.
The tests showed she did not have an infection and all of her body functions were good. The final diagnosis was pancreatitis. We were to pick her up by 7 am this morning as they are an overnight only clinic.
At 5 am I took each of the dogs for a potty run. I took Nellie first. When I got back, and got Nellie and I inside the motor home, I noticed the lights were all off. I yelled. “OUR ELECTRICITY IS OFF!!!” It was then I realized I was in the wrong RV. I had my 65 lb dog inside someone else’s RV. Since no one came to greet us, we left. I had trouble getting the door shut so finally slammed it shut. When we got to our RV, I told Kip that if those people weren’t up and about when we got back, we needed to check on them because they might be dead. If not, it wasn’t very smart of them to leave their door unlocked, right?
Kip was not too happy with me, anyway because on the way to the RV park after dropping the kitty at the vet, I missed a turn while giving directions and we wound up at a large sports complex where about 200 kid’s football games were going on. Kip had to maneuver in and out of about 100 cars with only inches to spare. When we got out of there, I commented that those kinds of things are what makes RV life fun, right? He didn’t answer me.
We had to take Dollie to a day clinic today so they could give her more IV fluids and an appetite stimulant. She is going to be okay.
On the way back to pick her up, we’re going to stop at McDonalds. Not to eat. We can’t afford that. They are paying $15 an hour and we have about a $1500 vet bill to pay. We’re really having fun, though!
PS: When we got back, the people in the RV Nellie and I broke into were pulling out. Some people can’t take a joke.
So funny, Mary. Mother did the same thing when she, Dad, and I went to visit Judy in Australia. She went to the motel office for something, then walked into the wrong room when she came back. She couldn’t figure where we had gone, but she noticed that we must have bought snacks and helped herself before she realized the luggage was wrong, the snacks weren’t ours, and she was in the wrong room. She hustled out at top speed.
I’m laughing. I can just see your mother helping herself to snacks. I feel better now.
Oh. My. Breaking. And. Entering. I had to laugh 5 times
Plus messing up on driving directions!
Well, helloooo Dollie!
Too much fun for this old girl with the bad back! Glad Dollie is okay. We were always treating Irene for pancreatitis. A surprise visit to one of the neighbors!! Guess they didn’t like surprises. Keep having fun. Love you. Miss you. Pat