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HALLO AHOY HALLO did you get your annual Vitamin D dose yesterday? Summer arrived! It’s gone now! Well, I guess it might pop back in before Christmas but I won’t hope too dearly for that to happen. I’m quite fond of Manchester’s gloom and, more generally, The Gloom Of The North, but I do like a little sit in the sunshine too. Especially since my new bargain Converse prescription sunglasses finally arrived OH YAS.
I’ve mentioned previously that my little poochums has been suffering from a curious nose affliction. She started to itch and scratch her schnozzle on 2 April, and a few days later had rubbed it raw. She was shipped off to the vet who couldn’t really pinpoint a cause but threw lots of steroids, antibiotics and eardrops at the problem in a bid to sort it out. After her precious little snout crusted up to worrying proportions and continued simultaneously to be raw and ouchy (or as C put it “IT LOOKS LIKE SOMETHING FROM SILENT HILL“) she was returned to the vet who halted the ear drops and introduced an anti-fungal/antibacterial wound spray to the routine. Of course, my darling little doggums was also burdened with the Cone of Oppression and she spent a good week or so feeling really rather sorry for herself. Please regard the woe:
Swabs and a hair pluck were taken and we just found out that she is clear of pyoderma or ringworm and the schnozzle is finally beginning to heal properly, hurrah!
The main issue is that the wound is situated in perhaps the MOST awkward location for healing, because the Vulpster often sticks her nose into bushes or grasses, and any idle lick results in a lick of the wound, so the healing has been very slow indeed.
After a tremendously stressful battle with the pet insurance company, we’ve been left with a policy that they refuse to renew after this month’s cover expires, so while the treatment administered so far should be covered (approx £200, behhhh) nothing further will be, so we are hoping super duper hard that the nose will fully heal up soon.
That glorious snout does seem to have turned a corner, though, and we are pleased. A little romp in the garden was had yesterday evening, and the pooch is looking much more cheered, on the overall.
That the garden is showing any signs of life whatsoever is a miracle to me. It has been utterly, shamefully, unforgivably neglected in recent months, but the will is growing within me to cast off my fear of adulthood and consider mowing a lawn (“lawn”) for the first time in my life.
Wish me luck! (and please say a little prayer for a poochy’s schnozzle)