i am really worried about jewel's vet appointment today, i feel almost physically ill....i so do not want to hear what the vet is going to say.
here is another thing about rescue which is weird,.... lot's of time i really do not want what i think... to be actually right.
sometimes being totally wrong is a real gift...i really want to be wrong today at about 11:30.
wanna know how you wake up with a chuckle? take the risk and share your bed and blanket with daphne 2, the occasional night time incontinent...while last night she was able to hold everything just fine (she is getting pretty good at this)...it is so adorable when my alarm goes off and i start moving...daphne looks at me in somewhat still sleepy horror as the cold air hits her now exposed body. she dives back under that blanket like a hiding but now discovered gardner snake. daxi-comfort hounds really are funny.
crap man...i thought i was off on thursday, but i re-checked my schedule and i am not. i am all confused with all the switches with the other nurses i have recently made...i told everyone, no more switches...i have a 4 day weekend coming up next week and i am not letting that get screwed up...i want 4 days off (and i am being greedy cuz i have another set of holidays coming up right after that too!)
the abcess on sissy looks great on the right hand side of her neck. but the left side now looks like it is going to burst so i will ask the vet today...does she just want her to stay on the baytril and let nature take her course or does she want to get in there surgically and drain it out herself. poor sissy baby, that thing has got to hurt!
in looking at both spots..i am actually wondering...did phoebe really maybe bite her at some distant point or did her glands just abcess for some odd reason?
this would be where NOT knowing everything is sort of a drag....oh well i better get dressed for work and poke the diabetics..mornings around here are such a load of fun.