On Sunday we noticed Olive had blood in her urine, so Tuesday morning I got her the first available appointment at the vet.
The vet is by far her least favorite place, but the lady we've been seeing is fantastic with her and Olive stops being a butt as soon as they go in the back.
Once they were in the back to obtain a urine sample (with the aid of ultrasound, thankfully no catheter involved), she noticed that they have a BIRD in the back. And the bird SQUAKED at her and so she barked back. And while she and the bird had some WORDS the vet was able to quickly and easily obtain a urine sample without Olive even noticing she was on her back in a sling because OMG BIRD.
As soon as they were done she promptly emptied her bowels and then laid on the floor at Steve's feet ready to go home.
The vet is a very stressful place.
All this to say that Olive has a UTI and is taking gigantic (for her) antibiotics twice a day and is pretty all around miserable.