Since our blissful, quiet Saturday afternoon Skootch has had distressing health problems. Saturday morning was the last meal he has eaten. He has been vomiting and in distress. I have taken him to the vet twice in the past 24 hours. He's had x-rays, blood work, anti-yakking meds (twice!), ultra sound and fluids. They can't find ANYTHING. I have racked up a huge vet bill. I would feel better about the bill if they had found something, anything that was wrong. At this point I feel emotionally spent and depressed. I am also distracted, trying to get work done, but not able to concentrate. I keep thinking I hear him throwing up again. Wah. I'll keep you posted.