B & K: Not Exactly the Saturday I had Planned

This past Saturday was the first Razorback game in Little Rock and I was pumped! Since I was going to meet up with my parents and friend Irish at 3 p.m. I had a very strict self-induced schedule for the day. Exactly at 1:30 p.m. was the time when I was going to shower and get ready so at 1:25 p.m. I took Mamie for an "outside potty."

Forgive me for the graphic nature of this post: after she had a bowel movement I noticed she had a string of cotton stuffing (like from a dog toy) hanging from her bottom. After examining the situation I decided it was not something I could remove myself so I called our vet.

Reader, take a breather and splash some water on your face before you get sick. Feeling better? Good, let's continue.

My luck: the vet was not on call so I was directed to contact the after-hours animal clinic in North Little Rock. When I did I was instructed to bring her in immediately as she would be highly susceptible to infection.

THIS WAS NOT PART OF MY PLAN!!!!! I had not showered, had no clue what I was going to wear to the game and really did not have time to take my dog to NLR. Of course, I had no other choice.

On my way to the clinic I called my friend Meredith who lives in the area because I wasn't positive on how to get to the clinic. Not only did Mere give me directions but she was at the parking lot waiting for us and with a Sonic sweet tea. I only wish everyone in the world had a friend like Meredith.

We were immediately put in a room where Mere took a few pics for us to remember the day when "Mamie Couldn't Void Toy stuffing." Here is one of the pictures:

I, by the way, quickly turned into a wreck when the vet explained she was going to take Mamie for x-rays and attempt removing the foreign object. I think it was the look of terror Mamie gave me as she was carried out of the room. Again, thank God for Mere who was there for comfort.

Time out. I bet you're wondering how Mamie got in this situation to begin with.

Well as I like to say, our puppy puts the "mame" in Mamie.

Please note our little killer:

See what I mean? However, she's never been known to eat the stuffing although she has ingested her fair share of rubber toy chunks (she easily passes those.)

*Side story: I recently bought her a glow in the dark Halloween rubber toy from the pet store and while in the back yard one night I noticed something was glowing in the grass..... Glow in the dark poop. True story.

Back to Puppy E.R.

After some time the vet announced she had successfully removed the stuffing blockage and that Mamie's x-rays came back clear (except for the food she had eaten before the drama unfolded.) Here is one of those x-rays which Beau and I have joked about framing:

Care to know what this little emergency cost us? $230 and a puppy with a bruised ego (and behind.)

Luckily, I was able to get out in time for the game. Before the game pictures, look at this cloud I saw the other day in Little Rock that look like a Razorback:

That or a beaver.

Here are a few pictures from the game. We, like always, had a great time. I just wish Beau had not been working but Irish was a great replacement. We tried to take a few pictures of ourselves but the heat and humidity was less than flattering for our appearance.