Going to the dogs, Part II
When I got to my study this morning, I found a wet spot on the carpet where Sassy had urinated. I cleaned it up and got on with the day's schedule. When I returned from Bible study, siege
told me that on her mid-day walk, there was blood in her urine. So, back to the vet we went.
Sassy knows the drill. Every time we go to the vet, she steps up onto the scale and gets her weight, even without being told. And she really is very patient with a routine she doesn't like -- waiting in the little room, being put on the table and examined, etc.
The result today: she has a bladder infection. Two shots, lotsa pills, more money. This, on top of her eyedrops and her regular medications. She's a high-maintenance hound.
We must love her, or something.