This morning I had to go to the vet...my mom thought I might have had a bad tooth...Its a bit embarrassing to admit, but my breath has been a bit stinky for the last couple weeks & even with regular brushing...(not too fond of that) it just didn't seem to clear up....Plus, I had a bit of a hot spot on my tushie-rump that my mom has been nursing with Phyoben Shampoo & Gentocin Topical Spray...& I'm happy to say the redness is almost gone...but my mom won't let me out of her sight for fear I'll start itching & biting it again...I begged her not to put a cone-collar on me..so I guess I'll be her prisoner for a bit longer...but I think the joke is on her, cuz I give her lots of sad stares & magically she stops what she is doing for hugs & cuddles & kisses...she's so whipped!
So off in the car I went..I love car rides...but then we pulled up to the vet & I was a bit nervous - you can see it in my eyes, cuz you never know whats going to happen at the vet, right? Luckily, everyone there is absolutely pawsome. My brother Dublin was treated there when his conditions became too severe for our regular vet to treat...I like to call it the Mayo Clinic for K-9's here in San Diego. My mom took a picture of me next to a picture of Dublin - who is the angel guardian of the treat jar on the counter. Its the perfect place for him...the only thing that is missing is the puddle of slobber he used to leave on the floor...Oh yeah, my tooth..its fine! So good news all around & the best news of all..I lost another pound! YEP, 105 BABY!
Love & Licks,