Too much excitement

I had a crazy afternoon today..or I guess yesterday. Everything was good up until almost 4:00. Let me share how my day went.

I spent the morning resting (as usual) and then had a "date" with a good friend at our local convenience store. I decided to get milk and other groceries at the store after that and then wanted to go home and relax.

I got home, parked in the garage, carried in the groceries, and then let our little malti-poo go outside to go potty. As I was getting ready to pull John out of the van, I heard barking, a yelp, and then heard the distinct sound of rattling.

I looked over in time to see a rattle snake near our garage (within 6 feet of me) ready to strike. And my little puppy running back to the garage. Instinct told me that the snake already bit Boogie (the dog) but I needed to get him in the house...as well as get John inside.

I had Martie check Boogie over and sure enough on his chest near his leg were two fang marks with blood and a clear liquid oozing out. I panicked...I love this dog like I love my children. I couldn't let him die!

I called his vet and they informed me they had no dr in the office. So I called another...still no one to help. I frantically called a 3rd vet and the said they could help. But then they shared the cost....pretty much the majority of our emergency money. I'll be honest I wasn't even thinking money at that point.

I packed John back in the van, had Martie grab Boogie and we were off. Boogie's leg was already swelling and he was getting more and more groggy. I drove 80 the whole way. We made it to the vet and they rushed him to the back.

Martie, John, and I waited till they had news. Boogie was going to be fine but had to spend the night there. The vet told me that we got there just in time because when they got Boogie in the back he was starting to be unresponsive. But he was responding well now.

Tomorrow we get to bring Boogie home as long as he does well till then. The worst part of this whole thing is thinking about the fact that a rattlesnake was just a few feet from my house. Where my family liked to hang out.

I called Scott right after it happened and he and some of hos co-workers tried to find and kill it, but it was gone. I hope it's gone for good, but I am scared it will be back.

This was too much of a day for me...I'd rather have a boring day.