Yes, folks, we had to take Lucy to the vet again yesterday. She broke another nail off in the bed, leaving it sore and bleeding. She is, again, on pain killers and antibiotics. She is, again, wearing her cone. The people at the vet's office thought it was cute that she not only has her own cone, but that we've started decorating it with punk stickers - bands and the like.
We've started wondering if perhaps friends and family could purchase us credit at the vet's office for Christmas presents from now on. It's a gift that would surely get some use. I don't know if the office does that sort of thing, but it's worth a shot. Gift cards, perhaps? Or, really, I suppose people could just send us more punk stickers.
We wondered aloud while waiting for her to come out of the surgery room yesterday how we ended up with this accident-prone dog. Kelly blamed me because she picked me to want to come home with. I blame him because I think she got it from his genes (whereas me and Radley are the healthy, non-accident-prone ones in the family).
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Fish
I'm half-watching a PBS documentary on fish right now (the TV is still on after watching an excellent documentary on Truman and I just haven't turned it off since I've been typing). I'm not paying any attention to this show, but it's hosted by a guy who used to be on MASH and it has some interestiing up-close pictures of fish. They're kinda gross looking and make me happy not to be a fish monger.
In other fish news, we've been giving Radley fish oil pills on recommendation from our vet. She said it may help his skin rash. I've found that he treats it like a pill - choking and gagging to get it down - if we just give it to him, even though it smells like fish (which we thought would be motivation for him to eat it). However, if I just drop it nonchalantly into his bowl, he eats it with the rest of his food. Lucy, on the other hand, begs for one and acts indignant if she doesn't get one if she notices that he got one and she didn't. Except she won't just eat it - she will even pick it out of her bowl and take it to the carpet to eat it like it's a treat.
Now this documentary is doing surgery on fish to tag them or something. I can't help but think how smelly it must have been to make this film.
In other fish news, we've been giving Radley fish oil pills on recommendation from our vet. She said it may help his skin rash. I've found that he treats it like a pill - choking and gagging to get it down - if we just give it to him, even though it smells like fish (which we thought would be motivation for him to eat it). However, if I just drop it nonchalantly into his bowl, he eats it with the rest of his food. Lucy, on the other hand, begs for one and acts indignant if she doesn't get one if she notices that he got one and she didn't. Except she won't just eat it - she will even pick it out of her bowl and take it to the carpet to eat it like it's a treat.
Now this documentary is doing surgery on fish to tag them or something. I can't help but think how smelly it must have been to make this film.
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