Lily was kind of a hard luck case at least to start with. After almost loosing her to hibernation she did fine until one day she managed to shatter a toe nail on her left front foot. Although she didn't seem bothered by it we rushed her to the vet's. This was on a Saturday and, of course, he wasn't in. So we were sent to the next best vet. Unfortunately not much was known (in 1999) about Prairie Dogs as they have long been considered a pest species and not much research was done on them until recently. The vet was very kind and got the bleeding stopped. He had to trim the nail right down to the quick because it was that badly damaged. He gave her an antibiotic so she wouldn't develope an infection. A couple of days later she wouldn't eat. A very bad sign as eating is her favorite thing. Once again our regular vet wasn't available . Neither was the vet who treated her so we were refered to a third vet. Lily didn't like this one at all. He was nice but he made her open her mouth and she lost her temper. By the time they got around to x-raying her to see if she had a blockage she was pretty mad. She bit the doctor and one of the techs. She came back to us riding on the nurse's shoulder all excited and fluffed out. She really looked funny. She proceeded to tell us all about what had happened! When the vet returned he showed the x-ray and pointed out the blockage. He then gave us 2 different medicines and told us how to give them to her. We took her home and gave her the medications (fortunately she liked them.) . By the next morning she was almost back to normal. Except for a couple of minor things she's been very healthy. When it came time to be spayed (necessry if you want to avoid PMS [Prairie Dog Monster Syndrome] at sexual maturity) she was a very good girl. Her earlier experience with the vets had taught her that it was no big deal. |