Guaymas and San Carlos, Mexico
Over the next three or four days we went to several vets. We were not satisfied with the lack of answers until finally we found a vet with answers we could live with. Fantastically, they were answers Ginger would live with; she tested positive for the Mexican version of Rocky Mountain Tick Fever. And yes, it’s quite possible Daisy had it too. But in her vulnerable old age, it devastated her.
Returning to Ashika from the vet’s office, Ginger seemed quite depressed and listless and we thought perhaps it was due to the loss of Daisy or maybe just responding to our profound sadness. But over the next few days Ginger went downhill. Like her previous illness, she stopped eating and felt warm. Taking her temperature, I turned the glass vessel looking for the mercury line. I couldn't grasp it at first because the mercury line had shot up almost to the top of the glass. Her temperature was 106. 106?!?! It was Friday afternoon and there was a storm entering the Bahia. I checked our emergency vet guide for the aspirin and antibiotic doses while Dois called the vet.