No shortage of excitement

I should know better by now, not to expect things to go smoothly.  We're never short on adventures or excitement in this house.  No complaints, just the way my life is.

Ester has had three separate bouts of diarrhea in a ten day span.  At first we chalked it up to her "being a lab" and eating all sorts of things from the yard (which I try to remove in earnest.)  The second bout I did what I had to, with omitting food and dispensing Pepto like a pro.  Things appeared to improve.  Then, a day later it all started again.

Normally I'm all for supporting local business, but this is beginning to get out of hand.  When the vet gets to know you on a first name basis, you're in trouble.

After talking the options over with the vet, we've opted to take her off the food trial she's been on, and put her on a prescription diet and see if that clears up the issue.  Eventually the hope is that she'll be transitioned to a regular diet.  It's up to me to oversee this entire process and watch for any changes.

A sick puppy can really heighten your sense of worry.  Am I doing something wrong?  Did I miss removing anything that she picked up outside?  What will it take to get her better?  Can I possibly stockpile enough paper towels and anti-bacterial wipes?

Yet worrying does nothing for the good of the situation.  Ester has no idea that I worry.  She's not worried about her ordeal.  I need to take a cue from the dog herself and just be happy and go with the flow.  Eat what's put in front of you, drink your water, play plenty, and rest when needed.  The perfect prescription for an easy life.

Thanks Ester.

Life with Ester is not short on laughter or frustration.
She is playful, and (mostly) obedient, and full of energy.
The kids have taken on the responsibility of her with little complaining, and both of them are learning quickly the perks of having a dog.