A Daisy Diagnosis

After a medium-sized freak out (not naming any names...*cough* David), and just short of too much money at the Acadiana Emergency vet, we have a diagnosis.

The Dais was over-prescribed her antibiotics and suffered a seizure. Not a big one, just a little one, but a seizure none the less. Seems the vet we took her to last week prescribe a 22lb dose for my 13lb dog. See, she was behaving less than cordially that afternoon so we brought her to the vet in her kennel. She and the kennel together weighed in at just under 22 lbs. The vet tech never weighed the kennel sans thirteen pounds of Daisy to get an accurate weight for the aforementioned Daisy.

Just, you know, if you were curious. The seizures should stop when the drugs are out of her system, and after a few rounds of doggy diarrhea and no noticeable seizure activity today, I think we may finally be out of the woods...maybe.


(And just in case you're confused, David and Charlie Browne are one in the same. I'm done with nicknames. Except the J. That's not a nickname; it's a shortening. And yes, there's a difference.)