Despite being plagued by allergies, a sore neck, Murphy, ear infections, and a bout of digestive issues*, Ollie is still a happy, drooly goofball.
*smooch*
*caused by me trying to switch his food. I went so, so, so very slowly and carefully and his guts said NOPE.
Somewhere along the way I blinked and this little baguette turned 11 and has become quite an old man.
Every night at 8pm we snuggle on the sofa. He has a spot on the sofa that WM calls his “dock” – his butt fits in between the back cushions and he falls fast asleep.
The face is whiter, the eyes are cloudier, and the naps are longer and more frequent but he’s still our happy goofball.
His 11 year anniversary with us is in September.
Happy Birthday, Olliepeño!
Who put the ram in the rama lama ding dong?
This week’s mood. I appreciate that St. Patrick was over my shoulder while I ate.
Happy Friday! I worked from home today which means that this afternoon I worked from the patio chair in the back yard. Not a bad gig if you can get it.
Both dogs had vet appointments. Murphy received FIVE shots on Monday to start his journey as an adult dog. Ollie went back last night to get his ears looked at again. For those who care about dog ear infections, the yeast count is way down but one ear is STILL inflamed, so we’re switching him to a steroid ear drop for a month. Then he’ll go back to the vet. If the inflammation remains, he’ll stay on the steroid drops once or twice a week forever. His sore neck doesn’t seem as sore, so he’s coming off of the pain meds. If he’s tender in the neck again, he’ll go back on, and pain management might be his new reality. His followup is in a month. The goal here is to get his ears clear so he can get his teeth cleaned/extracted because they are causing pain as well. Once all that is finished, he’ll be quite the refurbished pooch.
And we’ll probably have to sell the backyard to carnies in order to make the mortgage. Good thing we don’t have a HOA.
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