I'll include a funny pic of what happens if you let your dog drink beer and a funny (if you're not us) story about Mash.
So Wed night Mash was acting sort of not herself (i.e. she was quiet and restful). Anyway we took note she was a bit too relaxed and went to bed. The next morning she was being weird some more and she would not walk. Well, that freaked us (read: me) out. We got her to walk a bit but she looked funny scrunching her backside all up and the whole situation was all around alarming. So over-protective mom takes Mash to the vet. Yada yada yada some tests more yada and $350.00 later, the damn dog has gas. She let them rip all the way home. Not so bad you might say? Well, may I remind you that the windows in my car DO NOT roll down. I had to open the car door at a stoplight just to keep from passing out. And we did bloodwork! The little punk had GAS and we did bloodwork! Ugh. She is such a faker.
Oh yeah, here's the beer pic I promised. Welcome to the fiasco that is my life. And school hasn't even started yet! Agghhhhhhhh!
