She is a sweet-natured thing, timid but excitable and very friendly. Occasionally gets into the trash or chews up something she is not supposed to, but she is great.
After five days of refusing to eat anything--dog food, treats, baby food, hot dogs--and vomiting at night, we took her in to see the vet. The doctor said that Pepper was dehydrated, most likely from eating something she wasn't suppose to; we would give her 24 hours on fluids, antinausea medicine, antibiotics, and try to get her eating.
When I came back up to see her today, she still had not eaten (making it now 6 days since she has last had anything, though the IV is keeping her okay) and was pitiful, shaking. The vet and I agreed to do some blood work and keep her for another day, see if we can figure this out. The results of the blood test came back very quickly--Pepper's liver function numbers are all elevated. One, the most alarming, would be considered high at 100...it came back 1900. For reasons we can't explain, her tiny little liver is not working the way it is supposed to.
They are keeping her for for another 48 hours on fluids and medicine to improve her liver function, then will be retested Saturday to see if her numbers have improved at all.
Keep little Pepper in your prayers. I know she is just a dog, but she is my dog and 4 years old is too young for her to die. This hospital stay for her is going to be outside our budget, so Michael and I are stressing of how we will make it work. Just pray everything turns out okay.
Continuing with prayer requests (a bit of a deviation from my norm, I know): my father's sister, Darla, is in ICU. I don't really know the details, just that her daughter found her and it is pretty serious. Though we didn't get to see her much as we were growing up after Mom and Tim divorced, Aunt Huck (as Amber, Jarrod, and I called her) has always been special and loved by us. She is a very sweet, special lady.
More later...
--Andie
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