Well, Monday morning came very quickly, we didn't get a good night's sleep. The kids' schools were on a 2 hour delay due to the icy conditions. They were elated, but disappointed that school wasn't canceled altogether. It was nice to have that extra time for them to veg out, unfortunately they'd still gotten up early, I guess from the anticipation of starting school after the vacation, although not really a happy anticipation.

I went and got groceries for my empty fridge and cupboards, and then picked up the dog from the kennel. When the kennel owner went to let Clue out, it took him a long time to come out of his area, even though I was calling to him. He normally is soooooo hyper and all over me, whining, barking, etc. She noticed he was limping and that his hind leg was swollen. Said when he was running around the day before she hadn't noticed a limp. His leg was so swollen! He couldn't really walk on it, just used it for support. I immediately called the vet and they were getting ready to do a surgery, but put it on hold b/c they wanted to see him immediately. He curled up in the car and didn't make a peep the whole way there. Normally he is very whiny in the car and has to have the windows down so he can stick his head out. He had a high fever, and I left him there so they could take X-Rays and do some blood work. His bones were fine according to the X Rays, but he had a very low white blood cell count. His symptoms are very close to that of several tick bearing diseases such as lyme and Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever. The vet says it is very very rare for our area to have this, but it is not completely unheard of. It will take a while to determine what is going on with Clue, all we know right now is he has an infection. He is on 2 different antibiotics and a pain killer and is just so miserable. So far his swelling has not gone down, and all he does is lay on the couch all day. He is so listless. I think the fever may have gone down, as he doesn't feel as warm, but it's hard to know for sure without taking his temp. Oh, and the cat had a big gash on his head when we got home. I figured our other mean cat did it to him, and Micki's principal (our neighbor) told her yesterday that when he was walking his dog he saw a black & white cat attack Furby. Yep. That was Glacier our meanie cat. Furby is twice as big, but he does not know how to fight or protect himself, and the other neighborhood cats don't bother with him.