That is when the vet told me that this kind of issue does not just happen from a handful of low-fat treats. They asked if he was on a prescription diet. I called my sister while she was at the festival, and after I pressed her, she finally admitted that the dog had been diagnosed with chronic digestive issues two months ago. He is supposed to be on a strict, low-fat prescription kibble and is absolutely forbidden from having any standard treats or human food.
She did not bring the prescription food because she ran out of it on Thursday and did not want to wait in line at the vet clinic to buy a new bag before her trip. She just bought a cheap bag of regular supermarket kibble on her way to my house and thought it would be fine for just three days.
The emergency vet bill came out to twenty-two hundred dollars for the overnight stay, IV fluids, and medication . I had to put it on my credit card right then just so they would treat him. When my sister came back on Monday to pick him up, I handed her the itemized receipt. She completely lost it.
She said she does not have that kind of money right now and that since the dog got sick under my watch, it is my responsibility to pay it. My mom called me an hour later, saying that while my sister was stupid for hiding the medical history, I am the one with a stable corporate job and I should just cover the bill to avoid breaking the family apart.
Author: Kayitsi.com
