The other day I gave Gracie a
kong with
kong paste and she threw up. I chalked it up to being overly playful after eating it and not allowing her stomach to settle (kinda like the 30 minute no swimming after eating rule). Tonight, she ate, played with her biological siblings (Danielle took her over for a visit), ate some more when got home and threw up literally like 5-6 times. By the end it was just liquid/foam like. Poor Gracie, it was a rough night for her.
Of course, Danielle freaks out and makes me google
Parvo disease. I don't think she has that. I think it was just a combo eating too much and the car ride. But just in case it wasn't, any thoughts? It's interesting to see how Danielle and I react to these "parenting" situations. Danielle is definitely the anxious worrier and I'm the very laid back, lets observe and see kind of person. I wonder how this will work out when we have actual children.
Tomorrow, we buy pet insurance.
My poor little heart broke for Gracie today. I had to take her for her second round of shots. She was so excited to see other pets and humans in the waiting room and took her shots like a champ. After I paid, we walked around in the parking lot for a bit and I gave her a drink. I noticed that she was rubbing her eyes but didn't think much of it because one of her cutesy tricks into getting her own way is to play cute by rubbing her eyes and then looking at you so innocently. I put her in her carrier and off we went. About 1/2 a mile down the road I turned around to see if she was sleeping and the 
poor lovie's eyes were practically swollen shut. I did a quick pull over to check her out a bit more and without much hesitation drove her back to the vet. When I took her out of her carrier, her eyes were completely swollen and red. She looked like she just did a round in Tap Out. Still in her pain, she looked so innocent like "help me mamma." Her little tummy was red with hives. The vet gave her some benedryl and another shot which brought the swelling down, listened to her heartbeat and sent us on our way. I felt so sad for her drive home. I had promised her a trot in the park but obviously we couldn't do that. Danielle came home early so I could go to work and from the last report, she's doing much better. The swelling has gone down and she is running around the house like a mad woman which is baseline for her. 
It feels like I'm neglecting my blog but truly I just don't have that much to write about. 
Gracie- is doing much better. We went to our second class at puppy school. This week's lesson was heel, come, and walking forward on a leash. She was able to get it a few times. The way our teacher tells us to teach her gives us a few laughs. After school we took her to a street festival which she seemed to enjoy for all of the attention. 
