Poor pup

We've had a hell of an outing with Max this week. He's had a severe bout of diarrhoea and I mean severe. It was coming out of him like a fountain, literally.

We phoned the vet on Saturday night because his back legs wouldn't support him anymore.

Mr G stayed up all night with him and Max laid on top of him for warmth.

He had some cooked chicken and rice but the diarrhoea still wouldn't go, I had to get up with him a few times in the night and let him out and also wash his bedding.

It was time to take him to the vet.

a nasty bug was diagnosed and some treatment prescribed. Chicken is firmly on the menu and he's loving it! He gets it twice a day and I've introduced his dried food back in too. I've never seem him enjoy his food so much. He so much better now, back to his old self. Thank God, he had such a pull.