Cinder: Has "Conjunctivitis" in one eye...

[Cinder & Smoke]

Dad sez my *timing* is jest great...

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".
sed Dad! Been gettin less Krunchies inna bowl ebber since!

Ennieway, things goin great... till Dad *looked* at me on March 27...
"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*...

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!