On Monday August 31 my big brother Togo almost died of bloat. This is a thing that attacks mostly big dogs. it's when their stomach and intestines twist around, constrict the blood and then they die. It's very painful. But if it's caught in time, now trained vets can operate and that's what happened to Togo. We were in the city, that helped I guess because there are lots of emergency vet clinics just like we watched on TV in the winter on the Animal Planet. Poor Togo, he has a great big incision on his belly and 25 staples. My mom and dad were really upset. Togo was gone over the night. Mom looked so sad and worried, she hardly paid attention to me so we all went over to our neighbor's house to play with Buddy, Blue and the cute little mini dachshund, Dottie who Pam is fostering. We romped and played. Mom and Pam talked alot. The next day Togo came home, but he slept most of the day. The next day we drove up to the lake and it's wonderful, full of smells and things to roll in. Togo likes it here the best. We ghot up early one morning to let Togo go out when the sun was just coming up, we hardly ever get to see that. It was really pretty, the foggy mist was just lifting and the loons were calling to each other.
Togo is getting much better now. We went for some walks, a little longer each day. Today was the longest so far and Togo was having great time, acting just about like his old self except that he is not running too much. He went swimming though. Dad is here on vacation and we are having a great time. Last night we went to Deer Lake Charlies, it was going to the dogs! Besides me, Togo and Quincy, Mary Lou was there and so was Morrie, one of my favorites from the summer. His people showed up from Bemidji to surprise everyone. We went for a boat ride the other day too. So I think Togo is getting better all the time! i sure am glad!
