Cinder: Has "Conjunctivitis" in one eye...
:(
Dad sez my *timing* is jest great... :rolleyes:
SmokeMutt an Me gotz our "Annual Physicals" an Ouwie Shotz last munth -
March 5th ta be exzakt...
Ebberthin jest *peachy* wuz da report frum Doc Mike!
(Cept, sumbuddie "leaned" onna elevator tabul wiffa Poundz Dial when
*I* wuz ridin up - Gurl sed I read 49.5 "poundz".
:eek: sed Dad! Been gettin less Krunchies inna bowl ebber since!
Ennieway, things goin great... till Dad *looked* at me on March 27...
:eek: "What'z wrong wiff your EYE!!??"
Nuffin, Dad!
Well, dat dint werk...
March 29th we drop in on Doc Mike...
"Yup, sez Doc Mike -
looks like whut she had inna udder eye kupla years ago...
Use this Goop inna eye 3X a day; otta be better inna week."
Ten Buckz ($10) an we're out da door.
Week latur - Dad sez it ain't no better!
Back to Doc Mike...
He *looks* wiffa skope, he *flips* da eyeshades up & down,
he sez "Hmmmmmm".
Then da two Gulz and Dad *grab* a-hold an Doc takes a "scraping"
offa eyeshade an sitz down at his lil Teleskope onna desk...
More "Hmmmmmin"...
"It's not *mange*, no *bugz* crawlin around, jest some "Inflammation"...
Use these *dropz* AND the ointment.
Iffin it's not a LOT better inna week; she goes to see my
Eye Specialist Buddie - Doc Gary."
OK... so it wuz *Dropz* ANNA *Goop* fur a week.
Saturday Dad duz summore *Lookin*...
:eek: The "white" is ALL Around yur eye!
<dials Doc Gary>
Toozday, 8:45 AM iz da furst opnin. Dad takes it.
Tuday, Dad pops outta bed at da butt-crack-a-dawn...
Den we boff got a *brush* job... nebber do THAT ta go ta werk...??
Smokey hadda *wait* inna kar... wunder whut's up??
FANCEE Place; but it smellz like a Hoppsbittel...
Awwww, NUTZ! It IZ a Hoppsbittel!
"Step onna meter tabul, Cinder."
Ah-HAAAAA!
Doc Mike's meter must be wrong - onlee 47.2 reads poundz here!!
We're showed inna lil room...
Dad boosts me up onna tabul... an we *wait*.
Doc Gary comez in, sez "Howdy" to Dad, I get a nice pat onna hed.
Nice Guy!
He's readin allua notes Doc Mike Fax'd ober...
MORE *peekin* wiffa lil skope anna brite lite;
eyeshades get *flipped* up & down;
summore "Hummmmmin"... (Must be a Doc Thing.)
Doc sez he needz ta put sum *drops* in - to "dull" my eye...
4 *dropz* in; <wait> 5 minnitz; 4 more in; nudder <wait>...
Doc's back... tellz Dad to *hold* me firm (she won't feel a thing)...
<Dad appliez "Half Nelson" to me onna tabul>
OMG! He *grabz* my lower eyeshade wiffa *tweezers* an <eek> PULLZ it
out about a foot or two! GUD GRIEF!
"Oh Yeah! Her Third Eyelid is all *Inflamed* next to her eye!
We'll use a stronger Rx: for this!"
Den he 'splainz to Dad there's nuffin wrong wiffa EYE
(Eye itself is jest *peachy* - clear, not scratched,
no inflammation, responsive to light - jest "fine".) (*Wheeeew!*)
Problem izza "inflammation" uvva 3rd Eyelid.
Ok - so *FixZit*!
He'll Be rite back...
Back wiffa New lil jug a dropz, an <EEK> an Ouwie Stick!
WHASS'Zat for!?
Gonna help "reduce da inflammation". *JAB*
HEY! Dat wuz my BUTT ya stuck!
Then he lays a buncha BS on Dad...
How I wuz such a "Gud Patient"...
An how Dad did such a Gud Job holdin & comfortin me...
OH PaLeeze... where's da Bisquitz!?
We go out ta *see da Gurlz* an *settle up*...
OMG! $87.02!
($27.50! fur da Dropz, $19.52 fur da Ouwie Jab; $40 fur Doc)
(I guess Dad *likes* me!)
Dad'z writin out wunna his phunnie munnie papurs;
I'z makin *eyes* at da Gurls...
Got 3 Bisquits fur my trubbel an wun fur SmokeMutt.
So Dat'z My Tail... an I'z stickin to it.
I can finally *feel* my eye agin...
We gotta do *dropz* fua anudder week...
Doc sez it'll be 2 or 3 weeks affore da "color" returnz to
my eyeshade; but da swellin otta be gone inna week.
OH - an Dad axked about my goin ta Findlay on Sunday...
Doc sed A-OK ta go! I'z NOT "contagious"
an kant make any udder Dawggies "sick"!
SmokeMutt wuz glad ta see us boff come back out to da kar!
We had a "She's Gonna Be OK Partee" onna way to werk -
we all shared a Mickey-D Saussage Eggy McMuffin! :)
:D
Get well soon Cinder boy!
Oh my goodness. Such an episode. Although I think we all find these stories amusing, we don't like to hear the problems for the pets. Fred, you write such funny stuff. I laughed all the way through the reading. If dogs and cats could talk, I am sure they would be saying exactly what you write! You have the gift, for sure.
I hope you wallet recovers. I have a rabbit check up visit for Saturday and have been saving up all week (no lunches) to pay for the visit. Cause right behind that visit, is another scheduled cash outlay for Chloe to be spayed. $$$$$$$$. We do love our pets!
So get well soon dear Cinder and enjoy all the extra attention from Dad!
SAS and her brats