Indy was feeling under the weather for a couple of days. He had a visit on the weekend to the emergency vet for medicine and tests. His blood work came back normal, despite a bit of an upset tummy. On Tuesday at his yearly check up, our vet was very pleased with how fit he was and said he's in excellent shape. Indy's a trim 67 lbs. He felt confidant that Indy was well enough to have his yearly vaccinations.
I had to laugh-when we were finished, the girls at the counter were talking about Indy and apparently everyone in the clinic knows the story about Indy warning me of the intruders we had a few months back in our carport. Funnier still was the staff saying I was one fierce woman for confronting those creeps and scaring them off the property. *laughs* Yeah, in moments like that, my fight or flight response always gets stuck on "fight" mode.
Indy's rested up now and feeling peppy again-enough so that he's up to creating mischief-fetching shoes and tearing his squeaky tennis balls apart. (Labs are especially good at this because they can hold things tight with their webbed toes, making ripping easier. We have many a bald tennis ball in this house!)
Thanks to everyone who asked after Indy. *We love you for it* It looks like he's going to be just fine, which is a huge relief. I can't tell you how upsetting it was to call home and hear that he was not only sick but had been to the vet without me. He really is my dog, though we all adore him and being an hour away and not knowing what was going on freaked me right out. Those of you who have fur kids will know exactly what I'm talking about.
Anyway, no one knows what caused the problem, but all's well that ends well. Let's hope it's a long time before we have to go through something like that again!