To cut a very long story short, we were woken by Rosie at 1.00am and she was panting and wanted to go out. We let her out and about half an hour later, she still hadn’t come back in. Can you imagine Mal and I out in the gardens in our night attire looking for her with torches? We have too many gardens but eventually we found her hidden in the pampas grass. No matter what we did she wouldn’t come in and she looked so poorly. Then we decided we would have to leave her, me thinking that I know that animals crawl off somewhere to die and Mal being the sensible one and much more positive. Thank goodness one of us was! I spent the rest of the night sitting under the terrace but she wouldn’t come in. I think by the morning we both thought the worst. Mal went out and at least she looked up at him.
We did talk to David for a second opinion and we thought he had very good suggestions which included glucose in her water (she wouldn’t touch it) and baby food. So, we then started syringing baby food. Not a lot but some.
In the evening she walked indoors and we were able to get her on the sofa, which normally she is never allowed on and there she slept all night.
I was totally kn*****ed!!
Thought for the Day – “ Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference.” ~ Winston Churchill