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Results of all the bloodwork won't be in until the end of next week, but Specialist Vet told me that Gaby's symptoms sound like classic Irritable Bowel Disorder Inflammatory Bowel Disease. Still. We are still waiting for the results of the giardia/cryptosporidium and GI tests. In addition, Spec Vet took blood for a test that, while maybe not the gold standard that is the elimination diet, may indicate which meat and veg/grains give Gaby the most trouble. If it tells us that, say, lamb and carrots are golden, I will feed Gaby lamb and carrots until she turns orange and goes "Baaaaa!"

If the bloodwork is inconclusive or if we decide the test is needed, I will worm Gaby, then schedule her for the endoscopy. Spec Vet recommends worming first because Heartgard doesn't always take care of whipworms, and she said that nothing makes you madder that 'scoping an animal for IBD and finding a parasite that is likely the cause of all the trouble nestled in the intestine. Worming is much, much cheaper and easier on the animal than endoscopy.

Everyone loved Gaby. "She's so cute!" and "She looks like Benji!" She rolled over and offered her paw to one and all. Spec Vet sat on floor of exam room, and Gaby went right up to her and licked her face and was positively golden for the rest of the exam. SV said that she wasn't trying to be nice when she said that Gaby had a great personality and was just a great dog.

Dreariest day here today, but I feel somewhat better. Gaby ate more Donald & Sweet Potato when we got home, and is sleeping now. I had an amber ale, along with a Hebrew Nat'l hotdog and beans. I'll answer a few more emails, then I need to try to write a little.

In other news, ran my first 12-minute mile in a long time last night. Yeah, the time sucks but it's my time and I'm glad to have it. Knees are letting me know they are there, but it isn't pain so I will deal and keep at it.

It's only four pip emma and it's dark as night and drizzly. Still, we're supposed to have sun for the 4-day weekend, although it may snow on T-giving. I want to get a Charlie Brown tree and put it in the window. I want to cook and bake. I bought parsnips and have no clue what to do with them, though I saw an interesting recipe for mashed potatoes-and-parsnips on America's Test Kitchen a week or so ago.

We will have a holiday, even if we have to drag it kicking and screaming into the light.

back home

Results of all the bloodwork won't be in until the end of next week, but Specialist Vet told me that Gaby's symptoms sound like classic Irritable Bowel Disorder Inflammatory Bowel Disease. Still. We are still waiting for the results of the giardia/cryptosporidium and GI tests. In addition, Spec Vet took blood for a test that, while maybe not the gold standard that is the elimination diet, may indicate which meat and veg/grains give Gaby the most trouble. If it tells us that, say, lamb and carrots are golden, I will feed Gaby lamb and carrots until she turns orange and goes "Baaaaa!"

If the bloodwork is inconclusive or if we decide the test is needed, I will worm Gaby, then schedule her for the endoscopy. Spec Vet recommends worming first because Heartgard doesn't always take care of whipworms, and she said that nothing makes you madder that 'scoping an animal for IBD and finding a parasite that is likely the cause of all the trouble nestled in the intestine. Worming is much, much cheaper and easier on the animal than endoscopy.

Everyone loved Gaby. "She's so cute!" and "She looks like Benji!" She rolled over and offered her paw to one and all. Spec Vet sat on floor of exam room, and Gaby went right up to her and licked her face and was positively golden for the rest of the exam. SV said that she wasn't trying to be nice when she said that Gaby had a great personality and was just a great dog.

Dreariest day here today, but I feel somewhat better. Gaby ate more Donald & Sweet Potato when we got home, and is sleeping now. I had an amber ale, along with a Hebrew Nat'l hotdog and beans. I'll answer a few more emails, then I need to try to write a little.

In other news, ran my first 12-minute mile in a long time last night. Yeah, the time sucks but it's my time and I'm glad to have it. Knees are letting me know they are there, but it isn't pain so I will deal and keep at it.

It's only four pip emma and it's dark as night and drizzly. Still, we're supposed to have sun for the 4-day weekend, although it may snow on T-giving. I want to get a Charlie Brown tree and put it in the window. I want to cook and bake. I bought parsnips and have no clue what to do with them, though I saw an interesting recipe for mashed potatoes-and-parsnips on America's Test Kitchen a week or so ago.

We will have a holiday, even if we have to drag it kicking and screaming into the light.