Poop tales
Jasmine's bout of diarrhoea started yesterday at noon. As the day went on, her diarrhoea became progressively worse and she even vomited once (good thing I saw that coming and caught the bile before it got onto the carpet). Since her behaviour was otherwise normal, we decided to observe her to see if it would last more than 24 hours or eventually resolve itself. My guess is that her diarrhoea was caused by ingesting some of the cotton balls from the trash that I used to put on facial toner with because my toner smells like raw bacon. Just a hypothesis based on the mysterious appearance of semi-eaten cotton balls on the floor. =P
A dog with diarrhoea can be mildly amusing. Jasmine usually doesn't indicate that she needs to go out, and instead depends on us to regularly let her out on walks and potty breaks, unlike other dogs who may whine at the door or ring a bell to alert their owners to their needs. However, yesterday she was noticeably antsy and restless. We were all napping together in the afternoon when she decided to wake us up by walking around and jumping on the bed. We ignored it at first until the heaving started, whereupon I immediately cupped my hands under her mouth to intercept the inevitable vomit. It was a good save, if I might say so myself. =P Jia Wern let her out after that and reported that liquidy poop gushed out from her behind four times.
I knew that with diarrhoea, it's best to allow the dog to fast for a day, but since she'd vomited bile I figured she must be starving and fed her the usual portion. Perhaps I shouldn't have. Throughout the evening, she had to be let out a couple more times to relieve herself, and she alerted us by her restless behaviour and insistent glances. It must have embarrassed her dreadfully to be so demanding.
Aware that she might need to be let out in the middle of the night as well, we let her sleep with us so that she could wake us up if she was in distress again. This is where it gets interesting. In the middle of the night, I was roused by her movement, and I woke up to see her lying on top of Jia Wern in that way she does when she's trying to get his attention. He, however, was fast asleep so I let her out. After coming back in, she hogged my side of the bed and caused me to be unable to fall asleep for quite a while. What an ingrate. =P
When I told Jia Wern the events of the past night, I added the dire conclusion that if and when we have a baby, he'll definitely sleep through the night even when it's his turn to feed the baby. If a 17lb dog sitting on his chest failed to wake him up, a baby's cry probably wouldn't. =P I also proposed getting a taser to taze him as a quick way to rouse him when the baby needs feeding. He hastily counter suggested that perhaps he could make good use of his night owl tendencies to stay up till 4am and take the night shift while I cover the morning shift. We'll see how that works out. =P
At the time of writing, Jasmine's intestines seem to have calmed down a little and she's beginning to poop semi-solid faeces again. I'm glad we don't need to make an expensive trip to the vet, and I do hope this will be a good lesson for her to never scavenge stuff from the trash again. All in all, it was a rather amusing experience. Now if it had been a real baby with diarrhoea, that would probably be less amusing. =P
A dog with diarrhoea can be mildly amusing. Jasmine usually doesn't indicate that she needs to go out, and instead depends on us to regularly let her out on walks and potty breaks, unlike other dogs who may whine at the door or ring a bell to alert their owners to their needs. However, yesterday she was noticeably antsy and restless. We were all napping together in the afternoon when she decided to wake us up by walking around and jumping on the bed. We ignored it at first until the heaving started, whereupon I immediately cupped my hands under her mouth to intercept the inevitable vomit. It was a good save, if I might say so myself. =P Jia Wern let her out after that and reported that liquidy poop gushed out from her behind four times.
I knew that with diarrhoea, it's best to allow the dog to fast for a day, but since she'd vomited bile I figured she must be starving and fed her the usual portion. Perhaps I shouldn't have. Throughout the evening, she had to be let out a couple more times to relieve herself, and she alerted us by her restless behaviour and insistent glances. It must have embarrassed her dreadfully to be so demanding.
Aware that she might need to be let out in the middle of the night as well, we let her sleep with us so that she could wake us up if she was in distress again. This is where it gets interesting. In the middle of the night, I was roused by her movement, and I woke up to see her lying on top of Jia Wern in that way she does when she's trying to get his attention. He, however, was fast asleep so I let her out. After coming back in, she hogged my side of the bed and caused me to be unable to fall asleep for quite a while. What an ingrate. =P
When I told Jia Wern the events of the past night, I added the dire conclusion that if and when we have a baby, he'll definitely sleep through the night even when it's his turn to feed the baby. If a 17lb dog sitting on his chest failed to wake him up, a baby's cry probably wouldn't. =P I also proposed getting a taser to taze him as a quick way to rouse him when the baby needs feeding. He hastily counter suggested that perhaps he could make good use of his night owl tendencies to stay up till 4am and take the night shift while I cover the morning shift. We'll see how that works out. =P
At the time of writing, Jasmine's intestines seem to have calmed down a little and she's beginning to poop semi-solid faeces again. I'm glad we don't need to make an expensive trip to the vet, and I do hope this will be a good lesson for her to never scavenge stuff from the trash again. All in all, it was a rather amusing experience. Now if it had been a real baby with diarrhoea, that would probably be less amusing. =P
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