Good ride/ Bad ride

Last week Chanda and I went to New Mexico to do a secion of Alien Run. This is a really fun trail with rollers and slick rock drop-offs. I included a photo of me dropping a tough section of the trail (hard to tell it is tough from the angle of the shot).

The bad ride began today. I took Cooper out for a 4 mile ride out the Sail Barn area to Cowboy trail. I turned around to check on him and he was frothing over at the mouth. I gave him a whole lot of water and let him cool off under a shaded tree for a while.

I started back up and looked back at him and he kind of staggered; then collapsed! I was freaking out! I thought my dog just died. I ran back to him and held him for 30 minutes while running water over his tongue and back. I waited with him, then walked out at his pace back to the truck. He was dazed and could only slightly move. We had to hike the 4 miles back to the truck.

Once back, he threw up everything he ate for the last week; I mean everything. He pretty much filled the back of my truck with bile. I called the vet and they told me that he was a little dehydrated, as well as he over ate (He got out of the yard this morning and probably ate most of the neighbor's dog food). He is fine now, just a little tired and dazed from the whole day.

I was scared...but now I know he is alright...just no more rides with me for a while...