Intervention
The intervention was successful, Isaac was able to detox from his amphetamine habit. The vet said he was a good dog and was extremely well behaved (must not have been any pills around for him to nab). Had to cut off his water supply when he got home because he was drinking way too much for one session (we’ll be back at the vet for bloat). I know the charcoal probably made him thirsty, but he was going a little overboard.
The best part was when I fell on my ass in the lobby of the vet’s office, lucky Marissa drove because I was out of it. The muscle relaxer and Tylenol 3 had me loopie. Isaac danced around to avoid having the fat man land on him, I recovered like the Ninja I am, and the ladies behind the counter were extremely worried and perplexed by my behavior.





