Feeling a little horse

On Thursday, The Will started coughing. Not a little heh, heh here and there – a deep dry cough that would last a long time. It would get worse when he lay down so he started sleeping on the couch. On Friday it started getting worse so I stuck close to offer comfort. Mum was out all night long so it was Nurse Sabrina to the rescue!

Wouldn’t you know it, On Saturday I started coughing – the exact same cough as The Will. Mum kept checking me to see if I sounded congested. No. Was I expelling excessive (for a Pug) snot? No. Were my eyes expelling goop – more goop than normal for me? No. did I show any discomfort if she rubbed my throat? Mmmmmm, that feels nice. Was I eating/drinking/playing? Yes. Was Poppy experiencing any of the above symptoms or coughing? No.

Throughout the day, The Will and I sat on the couch all wrapped up in a blanket and coughed our lungs out. Throughout the day mum kept getting more and more worried until she declared “Time for the vet!”

To be honest, she also wanted The Will to go see the doctor, but he’s a little more difficult to pick up and carry when he disagrees with her ideas.

The nice vet looked in my ears and my nose and listened to me breath. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get me to cough for him. So The Will offered his cough as an example. There are many reasons why I love The Will, he is just so cool.

The verdict? Kennel Cough.

The treatment? I get cheese slices twice a day for a couple of weeks. There may be something special about the cheese, but I can’t be sure. I know Poppy is sharing my cheese with me too, but she hasn’t really started showing signs of being sick. Oh, and I have to sit in the bathroom when the humans have a shower.

The downside? No dog parks or playgroups until I am all better.

The really sad part? I get vaccinated against Bordetella on a yearly basis. Every stinking year I have that crap shot up my nose to protect me from getting sick. This sucks!

I still don’t know how The Will got kennel cough. He’s been told he’s not allowed to go to the dog park either or any kind of playgroups – Pug or human.

**Mum’s note** Sabrina is on antibiotics for a couple of weeks. Thankfully she doesn’t even notice the pills when wrapped in a bit of cheese slices. I know there will be a withdrawal period once her pills are finished. She sure does love her cheese. 

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About Sabrina's Pug Tails

My name is Sabrina. I am a three year old fawn pug who lives with my three humans and my brother-cat Shinobi. I came to live with my family in February of 2010. I don’t remember much about my life before that. I know that I didn’t have a nice warm bed to sleep in or soft couches to lay on. I was rescued from my previous life by the Boston Terrier & Pug Rescue of Southern Manitoba along with my brother, sister and mom. My human mum tells me that some dogs work at being smart and some work at being cute, and I am very, very cute. I think there may be some kind of insult here………
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7 Responses to Feeling a little horse

  1. Payton says:

    Goodness Sabrina! I think you took the empathy thing a bit to far. I’m glad the cheese is making you feel better! Keep us posted.
    Love,
    Payton

  2. Benny & Lily says:

    Poor babies….all our paws are crossed
    Benny & Lily

  3. Kitty and Coco says:

    Yikes, I hope you get better soon. Butt….cheese slices make EVERYTHING better. Just saying.

  4. Alfie says:

    We had the kennel cough round a few years ago. We get that yucky stuff every year against Bordella but difference is Mom refuses to take us to unleashed dog parks cause she says you never know what the dog before us might have had. I send you my best wishes for a quick recovery to you and Poppy. Pssst, the cheese they give us has medicine in it. I found it, once. Don’t tell Mom I told you. Take Care. Alfie

  5. Aww, poor pugs!! I won’t tell mine about it, though. Then he’ll want cheese!

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