Give your husband the drops that go in the dog's ears ....
then tell the dog to run!!!!
Just kidding. I didn't tell the dog to run. The dog did that on her own.
Then Rick and I RAN to the ER. Yep, down he went. Up, he couldn't do.
So, yeah. We spent the afternoon at the ER and now Rick is home spending his days upon the couch. And me? I'm spending my days and nights and nights and days waiting on him hand and foot.
I've run out to Taco Bell more times than I care to note.
And the dog hasn't tripped me once!