Poor PenTar.

Yesterday evening, Josh was cooking, the kids were playing, and I was blogging doing something really important on the computer, and PenTar was hanging out in the living room. She got up, walked around our dining table, and went into the kitchen. Josh looked down and saw that she was bleeding quite a bit from her rear...and then we saw she had bled all the way around the table. On the carpet. It was probably a cupful of blood. It wasn't stool mixed with blood, it was just the blood. It was dark red, it looked black until we started cleaning it up. She started vomiting about an hour later, and she bled 2-3 more times. She made it through the night, there was no blood or vomit in the kennel this morning. We are taking her to the vet this morning. Poor PenTar.



Edited to add: They kept her at the vet today to give IV fluids and antibiotics. She is home now, on three medications and a special food. The vet is closed until Tuesday, so we will have to take her to the emergency room if she starts losing large amounts of blood again. Hopefully, she will start feeling better.

Evidently she and the kids have an arrangement to make sure I take someone to the doctor at least once a week, and this week the responsibility fell on PenTar.

See her owie? KayTar can sympathize.