It ain't over till it's over.
Yes, I am a baseball fan.
We've done enough business
through the years with a veterinarian in
Chugiak, she is on-call for us 24-7s, drop of
the hat. She does a lot of "extra" stuff and
always goes the extra mile.
Recently or a few weeks ago,
we bred Tacoma to Casper and because of her
age we opted to transport her to Rick's where if
anything happened, veterinary care would be a
moment away. Since we were planning on doing a
number of other breedings we wanted to know if
the Tacoma x Casper breeding took. After a
recommended period of developmental time, Tacoma
was both x-rayed and had an ultra-sound. Do I
hear the sound of chink, chink, chink? Yep,
wasn't cheap. "Big" let down as the results
indicated no pups in incubation. So, off we went
making plans with the other bitches.
A few days ago Rick
noticed Tacoma was starting to swell in the
abdomen and the vet thought she may have
pymetrea, even a smear indicated that, so we
planned on getting her spayed today.
Surgery ensued and she was
opened up. What happened next caused the opera
to commence. Flabergasted eveyone who was
involved following this story. There are at
least 4 pups, two verifiably alive the others
maybe. Without wasting any time, Tacoma was
immediately stitched back up.
Excuse me, did I say "happy
days".
