Tease!

Such a quiet afternoon that we sent people home early. Bruce is cooking dinner at his folks' and I'm supposed to be there with them. Except that just as I head out, I get a call.

"I've got, like, this little dachshund, and like, she, like, acts like she's, like, drunk or something? She won't, like, walk right, or maybe she can't see? I don't know if she, like, maybe got, like, kicked in the head?"
Brief discussion of head trauma vs. toxins follows. Owner wants to watch the dog and see how she does. Doesn't think it's a toxin, because she wasn't out so she couldn't have gotten into anything (so, where would she have gotten kicked in the head? who knows.).
Almost immediately after hanging up, I think of something else, and call back. Discuss blood sugar issues in small dogs. Ask more questions. Discover that the dog "has blood coming from her 'wee wee'", won't eat (if they put food in her mouth, she just drops it), her eyes are rolled back and glazed....so I tell her it sounds like we should probably look at the dog.

So now, I'm sitting at the clinic, waiting for the wreck to get here. And brainweevil is TEASING me by posting about the delicious turkey that I'm not there to eat.