Semper Ubi Sub Ubi, Revisited

Cairn terrier sleeping upside down in undignified pose.Ignore the vest, Mummy.  Let it all hang out!

If you read A Tired Mommy Is A Good Mommy, you will recognize just how important gutchies can be to me. Today I had one of the most disappointing things that could happen to a woman happen:  I found out that my favorite underwear has been discontinued.  If you are a lady, you know how concerning this can be.  Without the right style, not only can you wind up with endless wedgies, but your confidence in your appearance can suffer (and mosquitos can bite your exposed privates if you go commando!).

Toby and Geordie tried to convince me that living sky clad was the only way to go.  I merely had to remind them of the Lady Godiva incident for them to hush and skulk off to another room.

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I Did It Again

Honey bee climbing on clover.

It seems that I am a dog who should take my own advice.  What did I say at the end of my last blog?  Something about watching out for the bees?

After being stung on Friday, I finally started to feel better by Monday.  I was cheerful, and my appetite was back.  I was greeting neighbors and being my normal bouncy self.  Then two steps from the front door I did it again;  I stepped on a bee.

This time Mom didn’t hesitate,  and she rushed me to the vet.  They didn’t seem as worried as she was about me.  They checked my paw for stingers.  (That hurt like heck).  The checked me for a fever.  (Despite what the vet said about “bigger things that ‘this’ coming out of ‘there’ all the time” I did not care for it…therefore it hurt like heck.)  Then they gave me the nastiest shot I’ve ever had in my life.  (That hurt like heck.)  My poor paw swelled like an elephant’s foot, and I couldn’t stop panting and pacing.  When we got home, I had to take the worst tasting antibiotic invented by man.  It was definitely not my day.

To make things worse Toby was feeling neglected, so he got all the attention once I was settled in at home.  He got to go out in the yard and play Frisbee with Mom (the bees were asleep by then), and I had to sit in the house with a nasty aftertaste in my mouth while my paw throbbed.

I would warn you to be careful about the bees again, but I can see it won’t help.  After watching the movie Swarm,  it seems that once bees are riled up there is no stopping them.  Just try to make sure that when you’re stung you don’t fall on the train throttle or the self destruct button on the nuclear power plant.  The earth’s survivors will thank you.

If the Bee Stings

A very sick little dog.

Is this the saddest little face or what?

My poor little boy had a rough weekend.  He started it out by stepping on a bee.  I watched him for symptoms like difficulty breathing, swelling, hives and excessive drooling, but he didn’t have any of these.  What I didn’t realize was the tiredness and soft poos he was having were signs of a reaction bad enough that he should see a vet.  (I was blaming the tiredness on Benedryl.)

Should your pup come out the loser in an encounter with a bee, first remove the stinger.  (The pup will not like this.)  Then put a baking soda paste on the wound.  (The pup will not like this.)  Apply ice to help with the pain.  (The pup will not like this).  Then give a Benedryl.  (The pup will really like this if you wrap it in peanut butter!)

Along with the Benedryl, I gave my boy some of the topical cortisone spray I keep on hand for his hot spots.  It isn’t as strong as what the vet would have given him, but it did seem to bring him a bit of relief.

Be safe around those bees this Summer!

Flashback Friday

Can you find the puppy hidden in this picture?

Carn terrier puppy hiding under a chair.

When Bitey was little, this was his favorite hiding space…until he got too big and needed help getting back out.  Wasn’t he an adorable itty bitty beast?

In instances like these, I try to envision non-linear time.  What might it be like to have your little dog with you as a puppy and a senior and every step in between simultaneously?  I suppose we have that with memory, but to us the points of time don’t fall together but are strung apart.  I imagine that in the world beyond this one, time is non-linear.

I guess we won’t need Flashback Fridays then!   : – )

 

Watch Out, Peppermint!

 

Toby and new stuffed girlfriend looking off into the distance.Isn’t this cute?  The two of them are even starting to look like each other!

Watch out, Peppermint.  Someone new is after your man.

This is Toby’s new “girlfriend”.  You may recall from Poopiter that my boy has a particular fondness for his toy peppermint.  Now, though, there is a new lady in his life.  This little gal doesn’t have a name yet, but I think she needs one.  Any suggestions?

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