Vet visits

Our dog Odin is a special dog. He's overcome most of his anxiety issues thanks to Max's confidence and Lana's playful company. Max was never very playful, but then again, I noticed the limp that eventually revealed itself to be to bone cancer two weeks after we adopted him. Lana indulges Odin a lot more, but is still dominant and confident enough to keep Odin's anxiety away. Odin has become a very playful and social dog, he's only afraid of some men and some small children, but my friend P's son and baby Peanut are great in his book, as are most of Cookie's male friends. I think he's really turned around from the scared, insecure dog we took in. But some issues remain: he's always had a very sensitive stomach, and we have to test him again for ehrlichiosis after having kind of treated it last year.

That being said... We have had to take him to the vet twice in two weeks -always Sunday afternoon, too! When nothing is open!- because he eats some plants then throws up.. And throws up some more... and more... And stretches and whines in pain, and throws up... And aghh! Why does he keep eating the plants? Why youuu do thisss dawggg!! Over and over again... I ended up moving most of the plants to the backyard, out of his reach, but I wish we could address the reason why he inflicts this on himself. Dumbbb doggg.