Poor Frederick!

Friday turned out to be completely exhausting. It started off great though...we went to Benjamin's music class, Sherry stopped by before lunch for a few minutes, then Benjamin and I headed to Arlington to meet Natalie for lunch. When I got home I couldn't find Frederick anywhere. The last time I remembered seeing him was when I was in the front yard with Sherry. I couldn't remember if he followed me in the house or not. So I ran outside and was screaming for him. I grabbed my cell phone and called David and told him to come home now!!! He told me to calm down - that he had come home for lunch and he took Frederick to the vet. This is no joke - I collapsed right there on the concrete when he told me Frederick wasn't missing. I was a nervous wreck - okay, and yes, maybe just a little bit of a drama queen. I looked up at Benjamin while I was sitting there panting and he was laughing at me. Serves me right. Turns out Frederick has some how hurt his back. He's on muscle relaxers and Prednisolone for the next week. The vet said ABSOLUTELY no stress for him. That means no running, jumping, etc. The vet also pointed to Benjamin and said especially no stress from him. So I'm spending the weekend tending to Frederick and making sure his life is COMPLETELY no stress. He's getting hot dogs as treats now - he's love them - it's the only way he'll eat his medicine because I hide it in the meat. :) He seems to be doing much better today. I think the steroid shot they gave him must have done a lot of good.