tiredHe hasn't brought up the antibiotic pills yet, but he won't eat anything, not even boiled chicken. This is all seeming horribly familiar. I am trying not to assume it is the same problem Mollydog had, because really, what are the odds? But it's worrying.
To add drama to disaster, I had a foster dog booked to arrive here tomorrow, a pointer called Danny. He's come from Greece and has tested positive for leishmaniasis, which is not a transmissible disease in the UK, but does mean his immune system is potentially compromised. We don't really have anywhere else to put him, so I am a bit worried I may have to bring him here anyway. I should, I think, be able to keep them separated if I have to, but it's not ideal. Stress stress stress stress.
Edit: 6pm. I've just left Az at the vet on a drip: he's been going downhill all today, and is now dehydrated and I can't get any medication into him orally. I feel terrible. Being left behind is one of Az's big fears and I've just done it to him.
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