Prepoceros

I woke up this morning to a crying Sam and a kitchen floor splattered with bloody diarrhea. Poor Sammy-Sam. He seems ok now, but we’re on our way to the vet. Wish us luck.

UPDATE: The vet found Giardia in Sam’s stool sample. The good news is that he’s on medication now, and he seems to be just fine after sleeping it off for most of Saturday. The bad news is that Giardia is (a) disgusting, (b) contagious*, and (c) just as happy to chew up a person’s intestines as a dog’s.

I’ve been washing my hands OCD-style every time I pass a sink and bleaching the fuck out of the kitchen floor, but I’m worried that it might be too late for Fez, who took QUITE AN INTEREST in Sam’s ass the other night. (Our dogs are gay together. It’s adorable.) Time will tell.

I’m glad Sammy’s going to be ok, but at the same time I’m not thrilled that a dog I adopted a week ago is sick with parasites he probably already had when he was at the shelter. Don’t they test for those sorts of things? Grumble.

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* C-O-N-T-A-G-I-O-U-S. Contiguous.

Tags: Sam

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