

They put Bentley under and took a bunch of x-rays. It appeared that the obstruction had worked its way into his large intestine, and that it would resolve itself on its own with a little more time. Feeling very releaved, we took Bentley home that night and for the first time in 36 hours, we managed to get him to eat a spoonful of food.

Unfortunately, the following morning, Bentley began acting strange again. He refused food (which is unheard of for him), and wouldn't drink. He hadn't thrown up by the time I left for work, but by around noon, it was looking haggard and was throwing up. We took him back to the vet.

We visited him the following morning to check up on him. His tail wagged weakly when he saw us, and though a bit dopey on morphine, he looked in much better shape. They told us that he had eaten 1/3 of a can of food that morning. We had to leave him for a second night of observation so that they would be sure of his continued improvement.
Thankfully, he is home now and recovering. He looks to have a speedy recovery. And though we had to spend a small fortune to save our special little guy, I guess he's worth it.
We'll give him this one time. . .
One thing is for certain, he's wearing a muzzle when we go to the park from now on.
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