River and I went to the vet again today. I really can't get enough of that place, and obviously neither can he. He was just excited to get out of his crate and go for a ride. The big guy had his four week post-heartworm treatment check-up. They also tested his blood to make sure he's clotting well. Dr. Ward was still in surgery, and a really cool Vet Tech took his blood, etc.
When I got home, I looked over the receipt again ($180 this time. It's getting better.), and realized I forgot/they forgot to give me his Heartgard. So I had to go back. This time I took Margot and Guinness, because they really wanted to go for a ride and I thought I'd take them to the dog park on the way home. They had fun running around w/the other dogs. However, after five minutes Margot was over it all. She really doesn't enjoy being around other dogs. (I wonder where she picked up that behavior? hmmm.) Margot kept running to the entry gate and tried to get through the little crack in the doorway. She was all, Get me outta here!
Then she'd run back to me, back to the gate, back to me.
It looked like rain, so I indulged her. It started thundering on the way home, and I don't know how she heard it over r.e.m.'s Murmer CD. She did her best to cram herself in the foot area under the dashboard on the passenger side of the car. Guinness was passed out in the backseat, after playing hard with a standard poodle.
We got home and Dr. Ward had called and explained everything about River to Becky. Back when River and his liver collapsed, his ALT (Alanine Aminotransferase) levels were off the chart and couldn't be read at the clinic. They had to send away to get an accurate reading. His levels were at 9000. Normal range is about 100. Today his ALT level is 118. Even though that's considered high, we're all thrilled with that. We're not doing the second dose of Immiticide, because we don't want to put his system out of whack again and I'm all for that. Since we're starting him on Heartgard, that should kill off any heartworm microbes that may be left in his system. He's going off the Vitamin K for the weekend, and on Monday we'll (go back to the frickin' vet and) do another clotting test. Today's clotting time was two minutes, which is good, so Monday we'll see if we can clot on his own, without Vitamin K. At fifty dollars a pop, I sure hope he can.
So this is all good! He can come out of confinement, and hopefully I can stop treating him like a used Pinto, as if he'll explode upon impact. I'm going to work him slowly, take on short walks, short play periods, etc. Build him up. Get our three thousand dollars worth.
I was thinking, while River was having his blood drawn, that if someone makes a movie based on THE DEAL
and we get to help produce it, Becky and I can start a production company and call it River's Liver Productions. Doesn't that have a great ring to it?