One week later Daisy is still in a bad way, she has relentless diarrhea. Almost a month of purging in this manner, we worry about her organs. So, it's back to the vet.

Blood work, new food, more antibiotics, and prednisone. Poor thing. In a pleasant twist, with all of these medications and the new easy-on-the-stomach gastrointestinal food, Daisy doesn't fart. Now, that doesn't mean she doesn't 'think' she farts. When I make a 'poof' sound, she scrambles to her feet and waits to whiff her nonexistent waft. She cracks me up!

More to follow...