Who knew Debbie Downer was in your blog community?

Ok so last week started out with doggie tapeworms.
Then a zoinked A/C inside and out at our house.
After that, an interview which threw us into the possibility of a move.

This week started off rocky too.
A tummy bug which kept us home Monday.
I filled out a job application for Chris that I was really excited about while I was home yesterday.
I checked out the listing today and it had been removed from the website so I called about it. The person who had previously given notice for this job had decided not to leave after all. So after spending almost 4 hours yesterday doing the online application, nada.

Tuesday, today - if you're counting - we got sent home from school early due to the tummy bug that keeps on truckin'.
I had to take our new adorable puppy back to the vet for removal of her sutures and to get her parvo vaccine.
She has been feeling pretty bad and I have called the vet several times to ask about it, but considering the fact that we have been dealing with a tummy bug for several days with Jaron, it had been back-burnered.
Anywho, I took her in today. They ran a test. She has parvo. I had no idea it could have been a deadly virus or I definitely would have taken her in sooner. The vet and I figured that she was still under the weather from all she's been through the last week or so.

They gave me the option of admitting her to the doggie hospital, spending at least $500, and then she has a 70% chance of survival. If I didn't go the expensive route, her chances are 50/50.

How do you tell your kids who were just given their very first puppy that a week and a half later, their dog is most likely gonna die?

I really like Bonnie. She's a good dog. Already she has proven that she's smart and sweet, and since we've had her, she's never even felt well - between her hysterectomy, tapeworm, and parvo. And all in about 10 days. Don't even get me started on the vet bills. OY!

We decided to bring her home and give her the best care we could. That means I am waking up every two hours to medicate her. I am hoping that our love and my consistent effort will actually put her at better advantage than sitting in a doggie hospital with an IV. We'll see.

For now, please let me urge you not to adopt any puppies from the animal shelter if you were thinking about it. Puppies are more susceptible to the ugly stuff that gets passed around in there and is the reason for all of Bonnie's anguish. Try to get an adult dog because they stand a better chance of survival if they contract one of these awful sicknesses.

It is no fun to tell your kids that when they wake up tomorrow morning their brand new dog might be in doggie heaven.

If anyone has any parvo expertise, bless your heart, please elaborate - I am at a complete loss.