Yesterday, Tim and I decided to go out for a nice bike ride. We started climbing, and my stomach felt terrible. I've felt a little sick, and while I was climbing, I felt like I was going to hurl all of my insides. When we got to the top, I decided that I was going to head back down and go home. Tim decided to keep going and dropped down the other side of the mountain. I pedaled home, and after relaxing for a while, I decided to walk the dog to the beach. We head out, and meander over to the beach. I feel my pocket vibrate, realize it is my phone, and take it out to make sure it's not Tim. Of course, it was. It was a garbled text along the lines of "I'm about to pass out I'm in Tilden can you come get me can you bring food?" Of course, this happens right when I've walked to the farthest point that I planned to walk. I called Navi back, who was super confused and sad because she hadn't even gotten to swim! We ran home, grabbed some food, dashed to the car, and took off in search of Tim.
Luckily, some of our friends who live up in the hills were out for a walk, and bumped into Tim. They took him home and pumped his hypoglycemic self up with tons of food. Tim text messaged me to let me know, and I redirected to where I vaguely remembered their house being. I just couldn't remember which door they lived in, so after knocking on the incorrect one, I found Timmy, safe and sound. Disaster averted.
Today, when we woke up, we decided to take Navi to the beach since it was almost cruel to snatch her away from her swimming glory yesterday. We also decided to stop at PetSmart on the way over to pick up some bones. Tim saw a huge rawhide bone, and told me that per weight, it was the best deal. He wanted it, and he suckered me into buying it. So we walked to the beach with this enormous bone. Everyone commented on it. Navi got to swim and run around, and after a while we wandered back home.
She spent the entire walk home sniffing the bone. When we got home, it took me all of an hour to convince her to try chewing it. She wasn't sure, since it was so large. I had to persist for the entire hour, and I'm pretty sure she only started gnawing on it because I was so insistent. After she realized that it WAS a bone and she COULD eat it, she went nuts.
We didn't let her eat it all at once, of course. She chewed and gnawed and chewed and drank lots of water. Then she started acting funny. She sat underneath Timmy's chair, rather than on her bed, which was next to Timmy.
Then she started panting up a storm. She looked and sounded like a steam train, yet it wasn't hot and she hadn't been running around recently. It got really weird, until the lightbulb went off over my head. Of course! I had had to refill the water bowl twice! She was about to explode with pee!
So I took her out, and she felt much better after that.
Luckily, some of our friends who live up in the hills were out for a walk, and bumped into Tim. They took him home and pumped his hypoglycemic self up with tons of food. Tim text messaged me to let me know, and I redirected to where I vaguely remembered their house being. I just couldn't remember which door they lived in, so after knocking on the incorrect one, I found Timmy, safe and sound. Disaster averted.
Today, when we woke up, we decided to take Navi to the beach since it was almost cruel to snatch her away from her swimming glory yesterday. We also decided to stop at PetSmart on the way over to pick up some bones. Tim saw a huge rawhide bone, and told me that per weight, it was the best deal. He wanted it, and he suckered me into buying it. So we walked to the beach with this enormous bone. Everyone commented on it. Navi got to swim and run around, and after a while we wandered back home.
She spent the entire walk home sniffing the bone. When we got home, it took me all of an hour to convince her to try chewing it. She wasn't sure, since it was so large. I had to persist for the entire hour, and I'm pretty sure she only started gnawing on it because I was so insistent. After she realized that it WAS a bone and she COULD eat it, she went nuts.
We didn't let her eat it all at once, of course. She chewed and gnawed and chewed and drank lots of water. Then she started acting funny. She sat underneath Timmy's chair, rather than on her bed, which was next to Timmy.
Then she started panting up a storm. She looked and sounded like a steam train, yet it wasn't hot and she hadn't been running around recently. It got really weird, until the lightbulb went off over my head. Of course! I had had to refill the water bowl twice! She was about to explode with pee!
So I took her out, and she felt much better after that.
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