I really love the cool January breeze. All thanks to the countries north of the Philippines, it’s past 10 yet my feet are still cold and the air is still surprisingly pleasant!
I went up early to go on a morning photowalk with our dog, Charlie although it didn’t go exactly as planned. Apparently, there was an ordinance implemented last year prohibiting homeowners to take their dogs to the park especially to pee and take a dump. I thought it wouldn’t matter as I’m ready to pick up his poop anyway, and Charlie did his thing before we left.
Unfortunately, he had to poop again, right before entered the park area and I couldn’t pick it up because it was semi-formed…..okay, it was slightly watery. So I had to cut short what would have been my chance to shoot some street photos and just bought Pandesal earlier than planned. Just my luck though, I bumped into a vendor who sold these beautiful, colored corn that he said was from Benguet.
I never thought I’d see this kind of corn for real. It was a curious thing I first saw last year on Instagram so I couldn’t help but buy some for breakfast.
So here I was, back home playing with food even though I was told not to. LOL. Well don’t worry, this is only for the sake of photography and nothing else. You know how much I love and respect food just as much as I love and respect those who worked hard to get them on our tables. 😛
I’m planning to go on a photowalk again tomorrow and chase the golden light and maybe jog a little while the air is still cool and while I still have the time.
Maybe I could also be braver to take more photos of people too, but I wouldn’t mind shooting photographing animals like I did today.
Charlie’s sick for less than a week now. I don’t know what happened exactly since it was manang who takes care of him most of the time. What I do know is that he’s lost his appetite for a day or two and had a few episodes of vomiting and loose BM.
So Thursday morning, when I got home from work, I found him looking weak and without the usual enthusiasm. Staring into his eyes was like staring into Puss in Boots’ eyes, except Charlie wasn’t making pa-cute at all. He was really in pain/not feeling well and I cannot stand seeing him like that.
A few hours prior to the end of my shift, I got a text from my father asking me to take Charlie to the vet. As soon as I got home, I checked up on him and asked manang to accompany me to the animal clinic nearby.
When we got there, after assessing him, the Vet (or so I think) inserted a tube inside his anus and had it examined under a microscope and immediately, they told us that Charlie’s vomiting/LBM was caused by protozoans.
So they prescribed us with antibiotics + vitamins + liver aid/appetite improver + liver spread-like dog food. Since we only had a thousand Pesos on hand, I did not buy the liver aid and the 2nd can of dog food. The P200 consultation fee was reasonable since they had him checked up well and took care of him, cleaned up his eyes and cut his toenails, but I was surprised to see the “vet” took out all of these medications and supplements without even asking me first if I’ll get everything or not. As he was writing down the prescription, I was computing all the expenses at the back of my head and I knew that our money won’t be enough, so I had to assert myself and tell them that I won’t be buying two cans of dog food (which I did not regret since Charlie did not like the smell of it pa lang) and the liver aid (which was the most expensive of them all).
Being tired from work and having not slept yet, I was very annoyed deep inside, but as much as I tried to keep my composure, being a natural mataray, I guess I have made a bad impression on them since I noticed how the other vet look at me as if surprised by what I said. But nonetheless, I regret nothing having done nothing bad to them at all. I was just not in a good mood, but it wasn’t as if I yelled at them or anything. 😛
The people from the clinic taught us how to feed him his meds via the needle-less syringe. Apparently, we have to pinch this little pocket at the side of his mouth. It looked easy when they demonstrated it at the clinic, but when we got home, I was soooooper excited pa man din to give him his meds, but it turned out that he was only obedient when we were at the clinic. He was soooooo moody at home, we couldn’t even get him to open his mouth.
Today, he had 3 episodes of hematochezia, one of which I saw with my own eyes and smelled with my own nose (malamang!). I’m telling you, I could clean up someone else’s poop but definitely not hematochezia. It smelled of fish/metal/menstruation. But I had no choice, I was still the one left to clean it up.
As of now, he was advised to be confined at the same clinic. He was hooked to IV fluids for hydration (apparently, he lost a lot of weight!) and for his medications. We’re still hoping for his recovery. I hope nothing bad happens to him. It’s scary to trust people nowadays, especially since a classmate/friend of mine’s dog died in the hands of people she trusted for a long time. Get well soon Charlie. We all miss you and we love you. You know how you’ve already been part of our family since you came 7 months ago. Even my mother who hated animals, loves you so much now. 😦 God bless you!
* breakfast date with baby * uncle moe’s shawarma * date with SR, my loves * chumbos * pepper * Papa * Bro*charlie (before and after grooming* moonleaf * paycheck *NICU * Samsung Galaxy Note * SM Marikina * Sis * Bro* MEMC at night *