17/05/2026
This is the very long post update from my page, I can't post the pics and videos on this page, FB doesn't allow it, but if you want to know what happened yesterday...
Where to start? I'm sorry, it's loong, but too difficult to write in separate posts.
On 4 May, I rescued mummy and her 10 pups (one of which was dead when I arrived and the last one, which was born in my car on the way to the vets that I thought may have been dead because she didn't try to get it out of the sac was resuscitated at the vets, just in time.
Her vet check was good and I took her home. They had been flourishing and mum even got up to eating 8 bowlsful of food on Tuesday/Tuesday night, Wednesday she seemed to have gone off her food, which surprised me. She barely ate anything. Then Thursday she only ate a couple of pork soup bones. I was getting concerned. Friday morning I caught her vomiting. In the car she vomited bile and it smelled rotten. I took the towel into the clinic so the vet could smell it. Her blood work was good., no fever still (I'd checked at home). She had an x-ray, lots of gas.
The Dr believed she'd eaten something bad. I said she couldn't have because she's at my home. He was convinced it's because she had the raw bone. I was not. I hadn't seen any diarrhoea at this point. I kept asking questions and even asked for her pancreas to be checked, but it was fine. I asked if it could possibly be parvo, he said no.
I couldn't shake the feeling that this was far more serious than an upset stomach. She had a shot of baytril and onsia to stop the vomiting. But, it didn't. I carried her from the car to my laundry and as I picked her up, there was a trail of watery diarrhoea the entire way.
She kept vomiting. This morning I went to her, she was curled up in a corner of the garden. She never leaves her pups, she's an exceptional mother. I knew that I was right, it was definitely something more serious. I gave her a shot of marbocyl and onsia. They didn't help. I went into check on her, she was lying there breastfeeding in a pool of watery diarrhoea. I took her and the babies back to the vets, with her vomiting the whole way. The smell was putrid, that rotting smell.
I immediately asked for a parvo test kit, tested her and POSITIVE! Dr Trethep said she could stay but the pups would have to go with me. 9 pups to hand-feed every 2 hours? Mum is absolutely crazy about her pups, what a disaster separating them. I said wouldn't it be likely the pups had parvo too?
I grabbed another test kit and tested one of the pups, there it was, another positive! 😭
Dr Trethep said they didn't have any place for mum and pups, I'd have to treat them at home. Omg, how? Mum on IV, several injections a day, 9 babies, 2 injections each per day plus fluids. I'm just one person with other dogs.
He said they would have to be in 2 separate cages, no idea how that was going to work, so I had to find a large cage, but not too large to take up to the 2nd storey.
I came home, put the 6.5kg of chicken frames on to cook. I wanted to make her some broth. I needed to decontaminate the areas she'd been. The bathroom was revolting. I was scrubbing and bleaching everywhere when I remembered I had a large cage in the storeroom.
I went to go down to the basement to get the cage and saw the damned cobra I knew was here somewhere. I'd heard it barking last night and saw it's side when it was in the carport. It's been here for 3 days. I ran to get the snake tongs and it went into a shrub. Gidget knew what was going on as soon as she saw the tongs and ran out after me, the others followed.
Gidget grabbed it in the bushes and was shaking it, bringing it out. She dropped it, I grabbed it with the tongs, but it was slipping out, damnit. I had to try to get it to a spot that the dogs wouldn't grab it so I could get a new grip. I'd grabbed it halfway down the body because it was getting away and it was then writhing around, even tried biting itself. It was coming towards me, over the handle, bloody hell. I was walking around trying to find something to put it into, NOTHING, DAMNIT!
I was having to hold it up high to keep it safe from the dogs. I went outside my gate to my bin, which was emptied last night and dropped it in there, was going to close the lid when I realised it has a slot like a mailbox, lol. No good. It was already raised halfway up the side. I clamped it again and went to my neighbours, damn, they weren't home, no one at the warehouse next door visible, so I walked up the road with the snake and Gidget, who'd gotten out, thankfully I saw a pool salt bag on the ground, picked that up and went to the carpentry workshop, yelling out for help.
Thankfully a guy came, I handed him the bag and lowered the snake into it. Bloody needed that, my arm was aching. The workers were all quite amused.
I put the snake into a box and decided to take it to the vets when I went back with the chicken for mummy. Back to decontaminating the place when I got a phone call about an emergency at the temple. The rescue Foundation came and picked the cobra up.
One of the dogs that Ajaan (head monk) breeds had been having many problems with toileting for a few weeks, apparently. He was distressed, could I go and pick him up and go to the vet. I waited for an hour so the chicken was cooked enough for me to take for mummy and I'd prepared some slippery elm, yah keaw and probiotics with some of the broth for mummy, also some sulfracate.
To the temple to pick up the matted, prickle loaded, dirty Pomeranian with a leaky butt. I noticed lots of dead ticks in his matts and that he had tracheitis and wax running out of his ears. 🙄 Such good care... Not.
To the vets for x-ray and blood test. He has a hernia from constipation because he keeps being fed fried chicken carcasses everyday. He is anaemic, bloodwork awful from blood parasites. I left him to be shaved, ears cleaned and preliminary medication. I will pick him up on Monday to return to the monk for a week's treatment with Doxycycline then he can have his operation. Incredibly, Ajaan has agreed to allow us to sterilise him.
While the vets were busy with him, I went upstairs to see mummy and give her the broth. The puppies are crying loudly, panting so heavily, mummy too. They were outside, it was crazy hot, 3 pups had piled into the water bowl to try to cool off. They were in extreme heat stress. I quickly grabbed the pups out. The pup in the bottom of the water bowl, under the other 2 was red hot, so was the water!
It was almost lifeless, so weak, I was blowing on it to cool it, grabbing the floppy pups out, taking them inside and putting them on the floor, trying to cool them. I alerted the vet. It seems the assistant had put them in this precarious situation, I'm sure that another 20 or 30 minutes and at least 2, if not 3 would have been dead and the others not long after.
Long story, too long, but I sorted it.
I gave mummy a syringe of sucralfate and offered her some broth. She drank a little. Progress! I left it at that because I wanted to see if she could keep that down. Apparently, since my update, she did! I also asked for a vitamin c injection.
Fingers crossed!
