Still waiting for the vet to call with test results. In the mean time, I'm attempting to fatten Nanna up with chicken thighs and cheese cubes. I expect to be cleaning up dog puke at some point during the night.
On the flip side, it appears that Ozzy's toxic butt fumes can be cleared up with Bean-o. I'm so happy I could cry...or maybe that's a dog fart stinging my eye. It also turns out that the skunk wound wasn't that bad, but they gave him a rabies booster just in case. So we shouldn't have any crazy, mouth-foamy dogs around here in the near future. Unless Ozzy gets into Max's shaving cream again. Ha ha. Heh. Ugh.