Saturday, February 27, 2016

Blood for Poppies

Earlier this week, Bob from I Should Be Laughing commented on another post where he said "it's always something"......but he was talking about old houses.

This time I'm talking about Petey.

My poor doggie. Our poor doggie......if it ain't one thing, it's something else.

Finally Finally Finally, he's over his pneumonia. Finally.

Still.....let's start off the week.

We took the recovering Petey to Nana's house.....mostly because no one else would be there. Just 710, my mother and myself. He could relax....and he did.  Clearly. 

And he walks around there like he owns the place......which he kind of does.  

And yes, he follows me into the bathroom. I'm ok with that. 

The next day was nice and I was home early and we went for a walk. First in a long time.

....but the next morning........

...right before I was to walk out the door he sneezed.  And if you've ever seen a hound sneeze they use their whole body to do it. So, while this nose blood was on the floor, trust me, it was everywhere else too. It looked like Sharon Tate's house.

And it fucking freaked me out. Completely. And not going to an off-site meeting was not an option. All I could do was clean up the mess, clean his nose, leave a note for the dog walker and go. And of course, I texted 710.

I came home at noon and there was some blood around the house, but nothing as brutal as the morning scene. Of course I worried it was his lungs since he was just post-pneumonia and figured none of this would end well.

710 came home early and got him to the vet. Wouldn't you know it was a major major ear infection and a ruptured ear drum?

He's back on meds and feeling good.

And I'm guessing Dr. Smith can now put his toddler children (I'm assuming he has them and they are small) through any Ivy League school of their choice, funded by Blobby, 710 & Petey. At the very least, he should name his children - all of his children - Petey, regardless of gender.

710 worked from home on Friday and loved loved loved having Petey by him in the office.


Oh yeah - and of course, Soph.  She always gets out-shined by her special-needs brother. 



Song by: Garbage

10 comments:

anne marie in philly said...

"it's always something" - roseanne roseannadanna

hope petey can pull through this setback. and give sophie an extra snorgle for me.

Fearsome Beard said...

It's actually kind of nice to have them in the bathroom, good company they are.

Bob Slatten said...

Poor Petey! Hopefully he's on the mend again and Miss Sophie is playing the Good Nurse!

Raybeard said...

OMG! What a shock, all that blood! Willing little P to get over his travails and frightening the life out of everyone else.

Travel said...

Old dogs are cool! Soph is waiting for her day to be the Queen, she knows she is.

itsmyhusbandandme said...

I send a big pat on the head to both of you. Tomorrow is another day.
JP

Mike said...

Best wishes for a speedy recovery for Master Petey...poor guy.

Ur-spo said...

Pete is always in our minds

Erik Rubright said...

Here's hoping Petey is up and recovering well.

Mark in DE said...

Aw, poor Petey. I always wonder what goes through their minds when they are sick or injured. Do they know its temporary? I hope so, otherwise it could be very frightening. Do they wonder why their humans don't fix it immediately? I hope not.