Lilly Has Guts … Literally
Fair warning once again, delicate friends. Even our veterinarian found Lilly’s latest wildlife adventure pretty gross, so proceed with caution. (No worries … I didn’t post photos.)
Fair warning once again, delicate friends. Even our veterinarian found Lilly’s latest wildlife adventure pretty gross, so proceed with caution. (No worries … I didn’t post photos.)
Oh, it’s Monday alright. I made a few decisions these last 3 days (you know, like spending time with my hubby, pups, and family) that sends me into a new week behind on pretty much everything. Yes, I had some coffee (rare for me), but I thought we’d share a little Lilly-style mojo.
After more than four years blogging about real life with a fearful dog, I’ve learned a lot and made oodles of mistakes. When Caring 4 Creatures, a rescue group based in Atlanta, Georgia, asked me to write a guest post, I summed up several important lessons for anyone who adopts a fearful dog. I hope…
I’ve collected a handful of go-to experts on a variety of topics. Jodi R. R. Smith from Mannersmith is one such guru for all my etiquette soundbite needs. Her newest book includes pet etiquette advice.
best dog blog, champion of my heart, dog trainingOur crazy-cold spring means finding our pond somewhat frozen many mornings. That’s a real risk. One of our neighbors lost a new Lab puppy, after he fell through ice on their pond. So, I’m super careful to supervise Lilly and Ginko. But, a few weeks ago, Lilly flung her ball at me, and it skidded onto the ice. She went after it.
I met Lisa Marshall from Estes Park, Colorado, during my big trip to New York City last month. Funny that we had to go across the country to meet. Anyway, she faces a challenge of being a dog-lover and a home chicken-raiser. She needs our help.
Even though I’m not a traditional mother with human kids, I like to think I deserve to get at least some of what I want on Mother’s Day. So, I brought Lilly along with us on our various visits. This meant strapping her into her seatbelt in Tom’s truck.
Tuesday morning we awoke to a debate between me and Tom over the size of Lilly’s spider bite lump. I said it was bigger, maybe 10%. Tom said it was the same as the night before. Possible surgery hung in the balance. Terrified to make the wrong decision, I waited and waited.
So, we now knew that Lilly suffered a spider bite and ensuing infection. But, we’ll never know what kind of spider or where or how it happened, but she needed treatment and fast.
Yesterday, we continued the story of this mysterious mass I found on Lilly’s neck while awaiting a routine veterinary exam. Today, let’s move on with the diagnosis of the sudden onset (possible) veterinary emergency. Fair warning … if you are squeamish at all.