What A Pain

by Houndstooth on

I think every dog owner eventually faces that moment of panic when your dog walks up to you and you just know that something is wrong.  You find yourself asking your dog what’s the matter, as if your dog will suddenly develop the ability to speak in your language and tell you exactly where it hurts.  What a pain that it doesn’t work like that.  Instead, you’re left guessing and worrying, trying to make potentially important decisions in the blink of an eye.

Eyes On You -- Tales And Tails

Eyes On You

That’s where we found ourselves yesterday morning.  Mr. Taleteller was in his usual spot on the couch when Flattery walked up and stared at him.  At first, we thought that she just wanted him to move his feet so she could jump up on the couch with him, instead of having to jump over and exert herself.  My husband stretched his feet out some, trying to make it easier for her without having to actually sit up himself.  It soon became obvious that she wanted something else.

He sat up and she pressed herself against him.  She stood there and started trembling a little bit.  We asked her if she was alright, but of course her only answer was pleading eyes and pressing close.  She was able to walk over to me and we started to feel her body to see if we could locate the source of the pain.  Nothing stuck out, but her belly seemed to be a little sensitive.  In my mind, I started trying to think when the last time was that something odd disappeared in the house and I couldn’t come up with anything since the cake incident.

I was actually starting to debate whether I’d need to call in sick and take her to the vet.  Mr. Taleteller sat down on a dog bed and coaxed her to lay down beside him.  She did, and about ten minutes after she’d started to act funny, she looked up at my husband with a limpid gaze and belched right in his face.  After that, she seemed to feel just fine.

Focused On You -- Tales and Tails

Focused On You

I admit it, I had to laugh after that.  It was a relief to see that there wasn’t something wrong with her.  I may wish, ever so slightly, that she’d feel that sort of gastrointestinal discomfort after some of her more aggravating felonies, but of course it never happens.  It’s a relief that she didn’t have something serious going on, though.  In the end, it was just a morning where I had a close call for being late to work, but felt a lot of relief that we didn’t have a Monday where something went seriously sideways.