-truly and utterly shocking
(Ps, this is not my dog, i didn't think about taking pictures till later...)
You feel for your dog, and yet, every one of those quills sticking out of his face, which he is jerking furiously about to try to liberate himself of, every one of them is nearly as sharp on the side facing out as the side that is stuck in up to 4 full inches into his face in all the WORST places. And you only have to feel that a time to know you don't want to be the thing he is rubbing up against trying to get relief...yet you have to help him! Sedative sedative sedative... "What can we give him?" I think of KAVA/COW FOOT but I have no tincture on hand (Again, NOT BEING PREPARED!) so there is no time for that, he needs relief and he needs it now, so there's only one place to go if you want your dog to come out on top, Dr. Baptist, in Roaring Creek. He's a cheerful, kind, warm hearted doctor for our furry friends, even at 10:30 at night while deftly plucking out quills from all over Egypt on poor Rover's head. The kids and I got to help too, which was actually really fulfilling, to feel like I was helping him! Not to mention the great learning experience my oldest daughter, Christa gleaned from it! (She wants to be a doctor when she grows up!) There's another great thing about Belize....what vet in the US would ever let you help out with a procedure like that? And the final bill for an emergency visit to the vet...a grand total of $120 BZD ($60 USD) cannot be left out either...I am pretty sure it would cost $60 just to have the vet show up before he even did anything in the US.....and that included the sedative and the pain meds afterwards. In the end, when Rover finally came to, he seemed thoroughly relieved to have the porcupine sushi removed from his mouth. And over the next few days he did not hesitate to show his appreciation to me. He clearly understands that he was in a world of hurt and then, I loaded him into the back seat of the Hilux and dragged him into some stange new place that smelled like a melting pot of strange dogs, and when he woke up it was all over..... You know, he was never really a devoted dog before that. He had been abandoned by his first three owners, the last. of which left him with us, and as a result he always was 'his own dog' However, after this experience, he heels me every time I walk into the yard and he is eager to sit, stay, and generally do anything I bid him to....so in the end it was a bonding experience....I guess in the case of dogs, what doesn't kill em makes em love ya more!