Thank you. It is trying for sure. I slept like the dead last night, not waking up until a few mins before the alarm. I needed that. I hope Gus got the relief he needed too.

If you made it here, well, you might be as wiped out as I am. I just finished working, I made a rum and coke, and I’m sitting here with Finn on my lap, watching Tucker and Dale vs Evil.
Tomorrow will be a better day. I hope. It has to be.
Good night.

I decide that is better than staying with me, amped up all the time and trying to kill himself. So, that is where he is. By himself in a cage, but I hope to God, doped up and calm.
And more importantly if not, they’ll SEE how he can get to his tail. They were CONVINCED that he couldn’t.

Him feel better. I just drive back and ask for help. I need them to see that he can roll up tighter than a pill bug and reach his tail. He keeps scraping it with his ecollar.
They say they can keep him overnight and tomorrow. They don’t have staff overnight BUT, he was very relaxed in their cage

Trazadone. Okay. Do that. No change. Still desperate to eat his tail. I swear to CHRIST I was being calm with him the whole time, petting him, singing to him, whatever to help him be calm. NOTHING worked. I tried for two hours.
And then I give up. I’m at my breaking point. I can’t make

Gus gets through the surgery just fine. I pick him up…and nothing goes right thereafter. It took me 5 mins to coax him out of the car, another 10 mins to get him in the house. He’s whining, trying to eat his stubby tail, and hurling himself on the ground.
I call the vet, they say give him more

Sentenced Gus to a death sentence. They didn’t call back by the time I’ve finished and gotten dressed so I hop in the car, mid panic attack, and haul ass back to the vet. He’s fine; he didn’t aspirate anything; they gave him some anti-nausea med; happens all the time.
Phew. Disaster averted!

Thinking straight. I go home, start showering, when it hits me that, yeah, dumbass, of course I fed him breakfast this morning bc I didn’t know he was going to have surgery today!
I jump out midshower, call the vet and let them know. I ask for a callback because I’m freaking out that I’ve just

Thanks! Yeah, I feel comfortable that this is for the best.

Thank you. I kinda knew since Friday when I was at the ER that this would happen so I had been prepping mentally. Hug your pups for me.

We appreciate it!

He’s going to a different vet today. Gus effed his tail pretty good today. I am broken.

Thank you. I’d give anything to rewind 2 weeks.

Thank you. I really do love you all for getting me through these times. ❤️❤️

Lucky dawgs!

Merry Friday! :)

Yes, yes I do! Good call! Thanks!

Included picture in case you ever wanted to know what a naked Berner tail looks like. No, none of it was removed. They are just all fluff, no substance. Like the Kardashians.