The other morning, I woke up to a horrible sight no Scottie Mom would want to see. Blood, feces and urine were scattered about the main floor of the Scottie House. Cleary, something was not right but both Heather and Mr. K seemed happy as could be, eager to go about their usual morning routine. Neither showed any signs of being sick. Even so, I knew we needed to get them into the V-E-T since there was blood involved. So I made an appointment and took the morning off work to accompany Heather and Mr. K to their not-so-favorite place on Earth: the V-E-T's office.
Since we didn't know who was responsible for the mess we found in the Scottie House earlier, it was important that the V-E-T got poop samples from both Heather and Mr. K. Heather produced a sample before we even made it into the office - right outside the V-E-T's front door! Embarrassed and yet, strangely relieved that it clearly wasn't Heather based on the sample she produced, I scooped it up in a baggie and held on to it until the V-E-T tested it to be sure. Then, they took Mr. K back to see if they could collect a sample but without luck.
Mr. K came back into the room and the V-E-T decided to take Heather back to check her out a little more closely. Almost as soon as they closed the door behind them, Mr. K turned around and left his sample right there on the exam room floor! At first, I was horrified but then I saw the sample he had left behind had blood in it. My heart sank. What did this mean? Those few minutes we were alone in the exam room were rough - and not just because of the smell although, in truth, that certainly was a factor. When the V-E-T came back and saw the sample, she laughed and teased Mr. K saying, "Was that a little too much stimulation for you, buddy?"
Tests came back shortly thereafter and luckily, all was clear. There were no parasites. It appears Mr. K just had a little bit of a stomach bug and was on his way to a full recovery, according to the V-E-T. She prescribed him Metronidazole (one pill a day for five days) and already, the consistency of his "samples" is returning to normal. Since we were already at the V-E-T, we went ahead and got their annual well-visits taken care of a month earlier than anticipated. Over $500 later, Heather and Mr. K were given clean bills of health, declared fully up-to-date on their vaccinations and given a six month supply of heartworm prevention. Now, it is time for Scottie Mom's nerves - and wallet - to recover from this most recent, albeit relatively mild, health scare!