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Yesterday afternoon Scully, all of a sudden, started acting really funny. She was on the sofa with my husband and I and she just couldn't seem to get comfortable or find peace. If I would go to my desk to type, she would get under my desk by my feet, or she would squash herself between my chair and the entertainment center in this small section. She would follow me around and then just plop down and lie by my feet. No spunk whatsoever.
She's home during the day with my mom and she called me and said that Scully just wasn't herself and that she had pooped twice in the back part of the basement - which she NEVER does. I called the vet right away and had to leave work after only being there about an hour. I ran in, changed, and ran up to the vet. By the time I got home she had thrown up and she would go hide in little spaces and shake a little bit.
On the way up to the vet's, I had her in the front passenger seat, with her leash tied around the seatbelt buckle. I'm driving down this fairly busy road and she manages to climb onto my lap out of nowhere and as I turn my head, here she had had explosive diarrhea all over the front seat of my new SUV. (Which I didn't care about at the time, I was scared for her). I managed to pull over to the side of the road and I put her on the floor as far as she could go and I walked around the car to wipe up the p*** with a towel I had. I have NO idea how, but when I opened the door, and I was getting her out, she bolted! This was a four lane road, heavily traveled, and she's running uphill on the sidewalk. I took off after her (not being in good shape), left my car running, my pocketbook inside. I was screaming "SCULLY STOP!" and I started crying. I couldn't see over the hill if there would be cars coming. She stopped temporarily and couldn't hold her #2 in, and then she bolted ACROSS the road. By God's hand, somehow her leash got stuck in the cement in the median and she kept trying to pull the leash and keep going but I finally caught up to her.
I have never, in my life, been so absolutely scared. Whatever Higher Power there is up there was watching over her because no traffic was coming the way she crossed over, nor when she was running. When she got to the median, cars were coming the opposite way.
I finally arrived at the vet with #2 all over me, her and the car.
Looks like we might have made her sick by giving her a baked ham bone or she picked up a bug, but I'm thinking the bone did it. The vet gave her a shot and medication and she has to eat the boiled rice and ground beef which she loves.
Give your puppies some extra loving today from me and Scully. I thought I was going to lose my baby.
As I read your post, I felt your terror and could just about feel how your heart must have been pounding. I think that's a parent of a cairn's worst nightmare. I do believe there are angels watching out over us. The time my Kiara was high tailing it down the street, it's like this lady came from out of no where and was standing in the road and reached down to grab Kiara.
