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Creek Running North
April 06, 2005
Back from the hospital
Well, he's back. Minus two toes, that is, which have gone expensively off to the lab to determine whether there is some sort of rabbity bone-eating strep or somesuch for which he is Patient Zero. He's not in a good mood. But he is eating, and he is graciously allowing us to comfort him because he is a generous, generous rabbit.
He kicked off his bandage before leaving the vet, but he hasn't been chewing at his sutures, so the vet decided to risk sending him back home naked. It would be hellish trying to get a cone collar on him.
$777 and change. That's $142 a pound, more or less.
Posted by Chris Clarke at April 6, 2005 09:37 PM
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Oh, poor dear!
(Considering the expense, I don't know if that more properly refers to the rabbit or your wallet)
At least he's back home where he belongs. Give him whatever token of affection he'll accept, on my behalf.Posted by: Space Kitty at April 6, 2005 11:07 PM
Poor bunny. What good is a lucky rabbit's foot with two toes missing? Guess it will be lucky if the sacrifice aids a cure. Best wishes.
I never thought of medicine on a per pound basis!
That makes elephants the most cost effective land pets one could own, right? And how could anyone afford to take a mouse to the vet -- ouch!
I guess those weren't lucky rabbit toes. Best not to save them.Posted by: KathyF at April 7, 2005 12:40 AM
Responsible vets are the worst, aren't they? Ever since she turned six or so, the puppy gets these puffy cyst things on her head and face, and occasionally on her paws; they're essentially just fat moles, and they're a known issue with cockers.
But every single time, the vet manages to talk me into sending it off for biopsy. "It's probably benign, but this one spot looks a little funny -- I think we'd better check and be sure." And of course it is always benign. I always swear to myself that next time I'll put my foot down and refuse the biopsy, but when the time comes, I can't steel myself to do it -- what if this one is the bad one?
Oh, the price we pay for advances in veterinary medicine.
Best recovery wishes to Thistle and family.Posted by: Emily at April 7, 2005 06:36 AM
I really like your vet.Posted by: Craig at April 7, 2005 06:46 AM
The picture makes it look like the vet took all four legs! Poor guy looks like a bunny bean-bag; a $142 a pound bunny bean-bag. He's very lucky though. Where else in nature would one life form care so very much for the welfare of another.Posted by: OGeorge at April 7, 2005 10:04 AM
Common thread around here. I wish I could afford the healthcare the cats get.
The late Lowell (Boy) had what was then called Feline Urological Syndrome, back before someone realized they could charge more by changing the name. Each of his three attacks occurred on the weekend, so off to the emergency vet, $200 to walk in the door.
The problem was eventually solved when a new vet suggested he simply stay on the special diet he'd been put on for thirty days only after each attack.
Last year my wife took both cats to the vet, one for hairballs, the other for shedding. Result, in the former: $200 in tests plus the cost of the visit, and a recommendation he be brought in for a $500 cardiogram to determine the nature of the heart murmur he's had for ten years, though that determination wouldn't lead to any treatment. In the latter: a $600 bone-marrow test which determined she should have died a decade ago, but was going to go on living. And A still has hairballs, and B still sheds. Best wishes to Thistle. May he survive allopathy.Posted by: doghouse riley at April 7, 2005 10:04 AM
Hope it gets better.Posted by: Blue at April 7, 2005 01:59 PM
Poor Thistle. That's quite the expression he has, there.Posted by: Rana at April 7, 2005 03:05 PM
I'm tickled that my new favorite blog author also has a house rabbit. I'm glad that Thistle is back home and I wish him a speedy recovery. My friends have health insurance for their dog, and I've looked and looked but can't find a company that offers coverage for rabbits. BTW, you and Thistle both are lucky to have avoided the cone. Our girl Sadie had to have one (custom made, out of spent x-ray plastic and first aid tape) and it meant she couldn't groom herself or get to her cecotropes, which ended up smeared all over the outside of the cone. Yucky for everyone concerned.Posted by: Bess at April 7, 2005 08:12 PM
Poor little wabbit. Hope he feels better soon. (that refers to your pocket)Posted by: Stephanie at April 8, 2005 08:31 PM