**Update number 2 @ 9.20 am. Lyn the vet just called to say they are almost certain it's a blockage as despite all the fluids etc he hasn't been sick or had diarrhoea. They are giving him some special fluids to try and stabilise him some more and plan to take him to surgery at 11am despite the risk. She said there is a slight possibility that all the fluid is caused by a disease, but they will know once they operate. More prayers please. Of course I'll let you all know as soon as we hear how he's doing.
**I'm sorry to update with bad news but my darling Oscar is very, very sick. The vet called at about 11 pm to say his heart rate was 250+ and despite huge amounts of IV fluids he was becoming more and more dehydrated. They x-rayed him to check for a blockage but found nothing, then tried a scan. That showed huge amounts of fluid in his intestines. Lyn the vet thought it was either a blockage that they still can't see, or possibly parvovirus (though he was vaccinated as a pup by previous owner and was due to go for his booster this coming Wednesday). She said she was trying to get his heart rate down and him better hydrated as to operate while he was so unstable was too risky.
She called back an hour later to say they have been giving him shock fluids and basically replaced all his body fluid and they had got his heart rate down to 150.
The nurse just called (7.30 am) to say he's held his own overnight but that his heart rate is creeping up again despite lots of fluids by IV all night. She said the vet is probably going to operate shortly no matter the risk as they need to see what's going on.
She said Oscar is pretty out of it on strong pain meds but he was giving her his paw to tickle.
Please, please pray for my baby. I'm so scared we're going to lose him. I can't tell you how awful it is in the house without him with all his toys lying around. I just want him on my knee having ear scratches.
Hi all, it's Oscar's mum Katy here. After all Oscar's talk of being healthy and eating his veggies yesterday, the poor little guy is at the vet hospital tonight and feeling very poorly, hence the sad face photo.
On Wednesday while I was out, he chewed on a TV remote. He has never so much as looked at a remote control before or chewed anything he wasn't supposed to but it had been left on the sofa, so maybe he thought it was his for the taking. After I picked all the pieces up, it all seemed to be there so I thought he'd chomped and spat (nice!) and wasn't too worried.
The yesterday evening I took him for walkies to meet Poppy. On the way while he was still on his lead 2 very large dogs came hurtling at him barking, growling and snapping. He was terrified and somehow managed to back out of his collar and just fled. I panicked as we were still on the way to the fields along pavements and roads. I ran in the direction he'd gone calling him but he'd sped off as hadthe other dogs in pursuit. I eventually managed to find him and gafter what seemed like an age and get his collar back on and tightened, but he was clearly petrified. The dogs then came at him again. I held the one that was nearest away with my foot (in wellington boot) and shouted "move!". Not very sensible I know but I wasn't thinking straight. 2 very young boys appeared, the oldest about 7 years old at most. I shouted at them that they shouldn't be out with 2 dogs that size and demeanour, but they just muttered and ran off calling the dogs to follow which thankfully they did. I checked him over and he seemed OK, just scared and I managed to coax him to walk, and we did go to meet Poppy. Due to all the rain, there weren't any other dogs about on the fields and he had a good run around with her and seemed OK.
This morning he was very quiet when I got up, no waggy tail greeting at the bottom of the stairs. I took him on his walk but he wasn't that keen.
I went to work for the morning and when I came home at lunch he didn't come to the door to greet me like usual and he'd pooped in the house which is not like him at all. I let him in the garden where he was either standing all hunched up with tail down or lying on his side. He then went onto the grass and was REALLY sick (like the sound of someone emptying a whole bucket full of water). It smelt REALLY bad, and he seemed to feel worse afterwards. During the afternoon he was sick twice again and seemed very depressed and restless. I called our vet and told them about the sickness, the remote control chewing and how scared he'd been by the dogs the previous night. They told me to take him to their hospital branch about 20 minutes away.
He was sick 3 times in the car (I have left it for his dad to clean in the morning, ick!), and twice in the waiting area. When the vet examined him she said she couldn't feel any blockages which was my biggest fear - I think he's told you about his sock and washing up sponge eating antics - but said he was reacting as if he had very tender tum and had a very high temperature. He was sick again in the examining room.
So my little baby is at the hospital overnight for re hydration, blood tests and x-rays. I had tried all afternoon to get him to have some ice cubes or water but he wouldn't touch it. The house feels so quiet without him and I can't wait until the morning to phone and see how he is. He's normally such a bouncy crazy little lump that to see him stood all hunched like an old man with his tail down and ears back gagging and gagging was horrible.
I know you'll all send good vibes for him to feel better tomorrow and have a smiley face again! I'm sure he'll be keen to tell you all about his vet visit in every gory detail!