The Pea started walking funny yesterday. Then today he was walking really funny and he did not want to play with me at all. Look at this movie and see for yourself.
See? He just lay on the deck all sad. So momma took him to the vet and he has the Lyme disease. Oh dear. I have had that myself and I know how owie it can be.
The vet lady said that ticks never really go away, they just freeze solid and turn back into their nasty selves when it gets warmer... kind of like my poops.
The Mango is not heartless. I know that the little dude is feeling too sore to get on his couch so I let him have my favorite bed. How's that for being a good brother?
In other news, the Beastie sent me a peemail telling me there was a package in my PO box from her and to NOT GET IT WET no matter what.
At first I was worried that it might be some of those Sea Monkeys. Wow, those freaked my momma out when she was a pup because she got some and thought they were a little family just like on the package label.
Then when Grandma told her to "flush that mess down the toilet" momma was all crying mental fits because she thought she was killing that happy little family. Scarred for life, I tell you.
So, I was glad that the package did not contain those critters, but it did contain something equally concerning. To whit, an egg.
An egg that Beastie claims holds the spawn of a coupling between my large and not prone to wanton mating self and her large and visible from out of space bottomed self. Gah! How could that have happened? Possibly that night at Mango Minster when I had a bit too many smoothies?
Who knows? But momma was quite exercised about the whole thing and put the egg into a bowl of water.
Huh? Aren't you supposed to sit on eggs? I tried to save it! After all, there could be a little Mango in there.
But all I heard was "leave it! leave it!" from the evil witch and so leave it I did.
And now, frankly, I am a bit concerned. What could possibly be about to hatch from this underwater ellipse? Should I be excited and filled with anticipation or should I be exploring ways to flush it down the potty like those hapless Sea Monkeys?
Here is an actual movie which I believe conveys the seriousness of my situation.
Oh pity the poor Mango. A simple beast without the financial means for puppy support.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. From Momma
Dex went to daycare on Thursday and they reported that his feet might be a bit sore as it was the first day they were outside on the gravel since the big snow. So when he had the faintest trace of favoring one foot that night, I wasn't concerned. He was limping some yesterday and then he was much worse today and also acting lethargic. The vet found some tenderness and did an x-ray which showed toes were OK, but by then I was already starting to think lyme and sure enough he tested positive.
Mango has had lyme twice and my airedale had it once. It is pretty easy to spot as the dog worsens quickly and has lameness that sometimes moves about and general sluggishness. My experience is that the antibiotics start to work within 24 hours and Dex also took some anti inflammatories to help with the pain.
So the prognosis is good, but it breaks my heart to see the little guy so down in the dumps. It clearly hurts for him to walk and he is giving me very sad looks. I know he feels awful, but hopefully he will rest and be better soon.
I was already planning to start the Frontline today, but apparently I waited too long as it just takes one or two days above freezing (which we have had on and off for the past few weeks) for those ticks to get to work and I have been walking Dex in the woods.