Showing posts with label pet care. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pet care. Show all posts

Friday, May 2, 2014

Yes, we don't look it but we're sick

I remember two days ago, I had to drag Shifu out of the house when I was getting ready to leave for Mother's. He refused to eat breakfast as well, which Choco happily finished. I was running late I did not stay to handfeed him or inspect if something else wass bothering him except for separation anxiety. On my way to school, I sent sis a message asking her to visit the old chap who, by the way, turned six last month. He stayed all day at sis' and did eat after so much coaxing. He stayed with me for the night though.

The morning after, I decided to bring him over to mother's. The scary thing was that when I placed him on a low table to set his harness in place, he went down off it on unstable legs which actually gave up. After a few attempts, I got him to stand and walk to the curb and waited for a trike.

Yesterday he looked well enough, I did not bother but what I saw this morning as I delivered his breakfast alarmed me. He has his behind in front of  me as I was preparing his bowl and I smelled something foul that signaled pus. When I raised my eyes to the level of his tail, there I saw a reddened version of his scrotum. The lesions were not fresh and seemed skin-deep. If that's the case, I know Combinex or Betadeine will do the trick which we do not have on-hand. But since I know not how deep the infection is, I asked mom to set an appointment with the Vet.

This was a busy day, and a hot one. After not hearing anything from mom at lunchtime, I went home and took Shifu to the clinic only to find it closed for the noon break. I was ready to leave the house for the afternoon shift when a trike stopped by the gate with the good vet alighting. My hunch was right. Only the sac was infected but I asked for some systemic drug to hasten healing. And cefalexin it is twice a day for a week.

Now, I can breathe a little better.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

pet wash day

it was difficult to ignore the bright sunshine and it's suggestion to be the day to bathe shi fu and bjork. so on top of the daily chore (since two weeks ago-when we elected not to hire any more household help and start on adjusting ourselves to having strangers again in the house-which includes marketing, cooking breakfast and mopping the floor) it was imperative that the furry friends should get cleaned today or endure their stink another day more, the pug especially.




both shared the sentiments of being subjected to a seemingly torturous action and gave me the most difficult 20 minutes of my life. bjork, i had to bathe inside the bathroom, with warm water (a lesson learned from previous sessions in the past four years that he's been with the family). Surprisingly, he spared me the contemptuous look and even showed up for lunch after painstakingly drying his rather healthy fur out in the sun. shifu, on the other hand sufficed with taking his downstairs as long as his leash is secured.