Poor Rusty...

The last couple of days Rusty has been acting a little strange. I thought it was because he was going through another one of his "sad" stages, but I was wrong! Last night he started scooting his butt on the carpet, and wouldn't stop licking it! Jason looked at it and something was definitely wrong! So he took him to the 24 hour hospital, and when he got back, Rusty wasn't with him. Apparently, he had an infected anal gland (yes, it's gross, I know). Dachshunds get them quite often, either from a foxtail, or just natural secretions of the gland. So, he had to stay overnight and have surgery. The gland has to heal from the inside out, so he'll be coming home this afternoon with a drainage tube - ugh! And we'll have to keep him away from Guiness, too... not exactly sure how we're going to do that yet. Poor little guy!

On another note, Anthony slept 8 hours last night!! Yay!

Also, Sophie ended up spending the night outside! She wasn't in any of her usual spots last night before bed, and when I let Guiness out before we went upstairs, she wasn't anywhere to be found. So I thought she was hiding in the couch, but this morning when I let Guiness out, she came around the corner, all wet, but very pleasant. I have no idea where she would have slept, but I guess she did fine!