Well, my camping trip with the SCCampers group has turned into something you wouldn't wish on your worst enemy ...
I got to the campground -- Far West Resorts in Santa Paula -- and got all settled. Jed and I visited with our friends and enjoyed just relaxing. All was going well until we went to bed. About 10:30 Jed woke up with a start and to make a long story short, I ended up taking him to an emergency clinic. Apparently in our visiting he found some strychnine that had be put out to kill gophers.
The only good thing about this whole nightmare is that I was 20 miles from a state-of-the-art medical-surgical clinic. Within minutes of getting him there he had a seizure, and then another one that couldn't be controlled with a shot. So they completely anesthetized him to prevent further seizures.
I went back to the campground around 1 a.m. and tried to sleep. In the morning I packed up and hauled myself and the trailer over to the clinic and camped out in the parking lot for the day. They kept him anesthetized until late last night, when they began to wean him off the meds. No more seizures ...
My good friend drove up in my "putt-putt" car (a VW Rabbit), and has taken the Explorer & trailer home. I stayed in a Holiday Inn last night, just so I could get some sleep. It was a good call ...
I've been on the phone with the clinic this morning and Jed is slowly waking up. He's off all of the IV meds to keep him asleep and so far so seizures. Looks like we've turned the corner. The next step is to get him to eat and drink a little. Hopefully we'll be able to go home later today ...
I've been to this campground twice before, and for the life of me can't figure out why on earth anyone would want to put out a lethal poison where dogs and little kids play. The campground manager showed me the can of gopher "bait" and I have a picture of it, so there's no doubt that that's what Jed got into. Blood samples will simply back up what we already know. I can't keep from thinking "what if ..." Needless to say, I'll be contacting the corporation that owns the campground for a little chat, and a bill for the expenses I've incurred -- including my hotel stay. Jed's vet bill will easily be near $3000. But at least he's alive and will have no ill-effects from the poison.
This whole thing has been surreal. If it hadn't been for the incredible facility so nearby I'd have lost Jed. Loosing a weekend seems like a small price to pay in exchange for my big boy ...