There have been two days of terrible occurrences. First we had to have baths last night. I hate baths. The soap gets in my eyes and the houndish smell I work so hard to maintain goes down the drain along with my hair.
What did I do to deserve this?
Then today dad took me to the vet (after leaving us in our crates while he met some company - he said it was to fix the air conditioner but the air felt pretty conditioned to me). The vet picked me up without even asking my permission and told me I was beautiful - well thanks but kindly keep your hands to yourself mister! Then he stuck things in my ears and left. I investigated the room while he was gone, searching for a weapon of some sort or a possible escape route. He hit me in the behind with the door when he came back in and said I had infected ears. Then he washed my ears out. I hate that even more than baths, all that squishy stuff in my ears and the wetness and everything. To top it off he squirted medicine in them and told dad he would have to do that twice a day for the next week.
The next vet that touches me is going to get a very stern staredown.
Yikes, sorry Layla! Annie has been getting daily ear treatments as well. She is getting Zymox for the first time and hot dog bits as treats for being good. The Zymox is working wonders and I actually think she kinda likes it even! (or maybe it's just the hot dog that she likes)
ReplyDeleteI have to get me ears cleaned a couple of times a week too! Hope they get cleaned out soon!! nothing worse than an infected basset ear!
ReplyDeleteYuck to ear infections! Winston and I have both had them. Momma puts squishy cotton balls in our ears to clean them regularly, but the worst was the medicine when they were infected.
ReplyDeleteWe made a deal with Momma. She can clean our ears as long as we get Pupperonis the whole time. She says that's fair.
>>The vet picked me up without even asking my permission and told me I was beautiful - well thanks but kindly keep your hands to yourself mister! Then he stuck things in my ears and left. I investigated the room while he was gone, searching for a weapon of some sort or a possible escape route. He hit me in the behind with the door when he came back in'''
ReplyDeleteThis whole section had me laughing out loud. I'm so sorry you had to go through all that layla, but you do tell a good story!