Season Fight

This morning the girls and I went for our walk and to say it’s humid out down here today is an understatement. I think the three of us came back dripping in sweat, that is, if dogs can drip in sweat. Based on the tongues hanging out of their mouths,and the drool that accompanied it, I think they would concur.

It’s weird because the houses have trash cans out front where people are already raking dead leaves up and other forestry type trash, and yet the temperature seems to contradict the day. It feels more like August 20th than September 20th.

So it’s off to work for me today, the purgatory shift of 10-6. I’m sweating now, and will go in and freeze because the air conditioning is tweaked up.

Pneumonia, anyone?
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And so we begin…

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My Zusher started her medicine yesterday afternoon to help keep her bottom dry. I have to get natural peanut butter around it, which, if you don’t know, is the only kind a dog should eat due to preservatives in the processed kind that can kill a dog. It took some getting used to, having peanut butter rather than liverwurst around a pill, but I think she is getting used to it a little.

I have mailed a copy of her lab work up to my buddy Kath in the city, so hopefully we can get a city vet’s read on the levels and see what she has to say. I called the lead vet in the practice that I take the girls to here and he’s due to call me Monday with his interpretation of the labs. On deck this week, also, is a second opinion appointment for my girl.

Although Zush may not be my “blood” child, I am praying she has my resilience and will fight like I did. I’ll be right where I am all along – right beside her.