Meet Cujo. Careful, he's ferocious.

Cujo came in Friday night, when the phone rang about 7 pm. (We close at 6) . So here I have this puppy several weeks old, literally skin and bones, depressed, not eating, vomiting, and diarrhea.

No puppy shots. Fecal- loaded with hookworms and whipworms. It's unusual to see whips in a puppy this young. The parvo test turns bright blue- much like a pregnancy test.
So he start treatment- Tamiflu (which isn't cheap, but seems to help to prevent secondary septicemia) , antibiotic injections, fluids, dewormer.

We were a little chilled so we dragged out the heat lamp. Aaahh- much better.
By Monday morning (yesterday) we started eating a little on his own and keeping it down. Feeling a little better, wagging his tail a little when you woke him up from his naps.
So he got a bath and sent home late yesterday afternoon with his Tamiflu and a few more days of antibiotics.

Cujo says to tell everyone to get those puppy vaccines, because Tamiflu does not taste like candy.