I've been a little sick over the last week. Mom made me go to the vet last Tuesday 'cause my leg was all goopy and red and I was super itchy. The doctor said that I had a bacterial infection on my leg and gave me antibiotic pills.
But the problem with the antibiotic pills is that I already had a yeast problem in my ears...so the pills to make my leg all better gave me yeast infections in my ears. NOT FUN. They've messed with my tummy, too, so I'm refusing to eat my doggie food.
And all of my infections are caused by my severe allergies. So my vet increased all of my allergy pills, to help me not get more infections while I'm trying to get rid of the ones I already have.
Mom says I'm a mess.
Last night, Mom tortured me by giving me a medicated BATH. Seriously. I hate baths, and she made me stand there in the tub for 15 minutes, wearing the stupid shampoo! That's supposed to help me not get yeasty infections anywhere else, though, while I'm taking the antibiotics. Still stinks.
Tonight's round of torture involved my ears. Mom said it was time to clean them out again. So, she put me in the bathroom sink...
Too far to jump down, even though I was planning my escape.
She used vinegar/water to clean out the crunchies in my ears because the normal ear cleaner hurts my ears. My vet told her to try this. Yippee. (Yes, that's sarcasm.) After she cleaned my ears, she put more special antibiotic ointment in them.
As soon as I got out of that sink, though, I was GONE...
Yep, that little blur was my hiney, getting the heck out of that bathroom of torture!
Mom's torture lately has involved more than just baths and ear cleanings. She's also poking lots of icky pills down my throat. I refuse to take them. Mom keeps trying to hide pills in stuff, but I'm way too smart for that. This week alone, she's tried to hide pills in:
- lunch meat (chicken, turkey, and roast beef)
- canned doggie food
- potted meat stuff
- tube meat stuff
- chicken doggie tube food stuff
This pup wasn't born yesterday, you know. So, I just spit the pills out and then Mom chases me down, pries my mouth open, and pokes the pills down there. Then I give her super dirty looks.
I'm refusing to eat my doggie food, too. No kibble. No canned food. Tonight, Mom tried to put the chicken doggie stuff on top of my kibble. I wouldn't even touch the bowl.
And then 10 minutes later, Mom forgot the bowl was there and she kicked it and food went all over the place. He he he.
Anyway, the only thing I've eaten all day is...deli roast beef lunch meat. YUMMY.
And a couple little ducky treats. But I refused to even eat some of those tonight.
Mom says she's gonna make me some boiled hamburger and rice now. That's what the doctor vet suggests for tummies that are a bit ouchy from lots of medicines. And let me tell ya, I've got a lot of nasty medicines right now. Mom had to make a chart to be sure she didn't miss something with all of the meds, the baths, and the ear cleanings.
I've spent my evening tonight doing my best to act pathetic.
It's hard to be a sick puppy.