I came home last night and she was really sick. Bill said she ate dinner but she wouldn't get up. She started vomiting and was trying to stand up but just fell over. Bill carried her outside.
I brought her into my bedroom, on a mat next to my bed in case she needed me during the night.
She is still very sick this morning. We took her outside...she actually walked on her own...She was straining to go to the bathroom and she just fell to the ground. It was too hard for her. Then she started vomiting.
Yesterday, we made a vet appt for this morning at 8:30. The new vet who I do not know and who is a young vet is the only one there today. I am so close to my vet and really respect and like the other 2 vets that have worked with me on my animals.
I hate that we are having to deal with a vet we don't know and aren't even sure he's good at what he does. I would feel so much better if our vet or one of the others was going to be there to talk me through this and to put her down which seems inevitable at this point.
She is the sweetest dog.