Why You Should Bring Your Vet Vegan Snacks (if they have a dairy allergy that is)…

We have to brag about our human a little. She remembers to feed us, saves lots of animals, and usually has lots of common sense. When she’s well fed. We learned tonight that when her blood sugar is low, she does not make wise choices (this paragraph refusing to 'justify' was not one of them).

We ran out to the car, zig-zagging on our leashes. For some reason one of the tires looked like a melted puddle. Our human shrugged and tried to beg an auto shop that was closing up to sell her a spare tire, but they didn’t have the right size. Next she watched the video on how to plug and re-inflate the tire. It looked really easy, although we still question why Toyota ever did away with spare tires. Not smart, guys. She hooked up the apparatus, started the car, and things seemed ok. Then the tubing that dispensed the glue and air to plug and re-inflate the tire started bubbling glue. She turned it off and double checked the connection. It was definitely leaking from where it shouldn’t be able to leak. Great. Not awesome, Toyota.

Mona the tripawd did not like her dinner being late 

It was then that her hypoglycemia began a cascade of unfortunate events.

1)    She tried to drive on a flat tire. Only a block, but this helped the tire detach from the rim a little, and is never a good idea. She was hungry. Glue leaked from inside the tire and it looked like a rotting pumpkin.

2)    She set off the burglar alarm at the animal hospital. She remembered changing the code, but kept entering the wrong code. She even tried some old codes because her hungry mind couldn’t figure out why the wrong new code wouldn’t work. She finally remembered the new code in time for the alarm to go off.

3)    As she tried to find someplace to tow the car to that would be open on a Saturday AND have an overnight key drop that was in the 7 mile free tow radius, while scouting for dinner to be delivered, she struggled to remember the code to reassure the alarm company that it was really a false alarm. The kindly person on the phone patiently held while she scrolled through passwords to find the new one.

Shout outs to Basim at AAA, Merhshad at Door Dash, and the man who didn’t lose patience from the alarm company.  Please feed our human the next time it’s Friday the 13th. Especially if there’s an eclipse too.

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