On Saturday night we had a scare. Shawn and I went out on a date and got home around 8 PM. We relaxed the rest of the evening, but noticed that our little boy Chihuahua, Zeus, would cry and yelp for no apparent reason. He’d try to stand up and cry or would just be laying still and cry.
We assumed it was his back legs because he’d walk a few steps then sit down. We thought at length if we should take him to the 24-hour animal hospital, but chose to wait and take him to our vet which just happens to be open on Sundays in the morning, due to that he would be going in his crate and would be sleeping for the next eight hours or so.
Neither Shawn or I got much sleep that night. Shawn was up sick and I tossed and turned worried about Zeus. We took him to the vet in the morning and the doctor has diagnosed that our little guy has a probable herniated disk in his neck. And tested him for Valley Fever. So we’re giving him a pain med and cortisone twice a day.
I learned one thing throughout this whole experience. If God so chooses to ever bless Shawn and I with children, Shawn will be the balance to my freaking out. He is extremely level-headed. I’m certain there will be times when he freaks out but he will definitely be the balance.