Been wondering where we’ve been? The Food Lady has been working – that’s right, I said working! I’ve talked my way into a part time gig at a municipal animal shelter, so I’ve been doing this hellish commute every morning and every evening. I basically wake up, go to work, come home and go to bed, with a little itty bitty time in between to exercise the dogs and eat some food. No time for blogging.
But today is my “weekend” and so to reward my patient dogs, we visited the beach for a couple of hours. We are a family divided.
But we all agreed that after four 11 or 12 hour days in a row, the beach was a great way to blow off some steam. And I need the free time, because I am so behind on my editing for other projects! I’ve got three sessions I’m still editing, and you’ll see them soon on my Big Air Blog. I wasn’t even going to download today’s beach photos until I had finished my other editing … instead, I’m sitting here going through them looking for EVIDENCE, whilst anxiously waiting for the veterinarian to call. For my sweet Piper is there right now having surgery on her ear :(
Somehow, at some point today, one of the other dogs filleted my princess’ big beautiful uppy ear. It is not torn, and it is not punctured – the dorsal side of her ear where all the hair is has been neatly sliced in half, so you can see all the cartilage and whatever-else-is-under-there. It literally looks like someone took a sharp knife and tried to peel off the hair and skin from the rest of the ear. le sigh. Guess where my first paycheque is going?
Since sand and water tend to be pretty innocuous on the whole, I can only assume one of the furry bastards in my household got ahold of her with the razor blades in their mouths. I didn’t see it happen, and only saw it later when we had gotten home and were playing a half assed game of Flying Squirrel in the yard whilst I was watering the garden. I noticed her uppy was kinda droopy and she was tilting her bean to the left. When I discovered the damage I did a little frantic hand-wringing dance that was mostly ineffectual, then I trundled her off to the vet. She was very unhappy to be left in the care of a large strange man, and I was very unhappy with WHATEVER TURDMONKEY DID THIS TO HER! Alas, without proof I had no one to beat to death with my bank book, so I’ve been going through today’s photos to see if I can pinpoint the culprit.
Who do you think it is?
Dexter suggests that a lot of the evidence is pointing toward Mr. Grabby-of-left-ears.
My money (if it weren’t all at the vet’s, of course) though, is on Dexter. While Race likes to run down a dog with a ball and hang onto their scruff or tail (unless I can catch him first and scare the living daylights out of him), Dex is more likely to lose his shit when Piper does those devil spins; sometimes when she starts spinning, he flies in to snap at her. It just started very recently, and I admit I have not been on the ball about it. Believe me, this behaviour stops now (are you listening Dexter?).
But the truth is, I still have no idea what happened. I can’t find any photos from today that show a painful looking ear. It could very well be that Piper did it to herself retrieving the Flying Squirrel from wherever it is she had stashed it in the yard. She could just have easily have sliced it open on a piece of wood or metal, which would explain why the head tilting and bleeding didn’t start until we were home and out in the yard.
Either way, she’s none too happy about the whole thing.
The come-and-go rash on his belly has extended to his armpits and all inside his thighs. I still think it’s something he’s coming into contact with, but we are going to embark on an elimination diet to make sure it’s not one of this food stuffs. Poor little TWoo.
Please join me in thinking good thoughts / juju/ etc for Piper. And while you’re summoning all those positive energies, take a moment to send some more positive energy in the form of a simple click to help SAINTS win $25,000.00.
I’ll let you all know how she fares!
ETA: Piper is home and stitched up and be-bandaged and miserable. The vet says that no tooth did this – he says it looks like barbed wire. Apparently she ripped out a bunch of cartilage in her ear too :( Poor darling. She is resting in her crate looking sad with a blue bandage wrapped around her head and her good ear sticking out. My poor baby!